The song Meet Me There by Squinch Owl.

is all the makes sense these dark, dark nights in Michigan. January seems cursed.

I am happy. I like Detroit. I’m glad to be here AND I’m excited to visit Tucson over break.

also, relevant, always- the make-fun-of-hipsters-are-you-a-hipster?-I’M-not-yes-liar culture our times;

http://www.quickmeme.com/Hipster-Barista/

what else. that’s it.

snow on the ground! I like the Crow Manor (house I’m living in currently) a lot with people gone and on tour.. bonding with the roommates that are THERE that are fortunately the more laid-back ones. Not lookin forward to when the band gets back.

It was less climactic than I expected because for this battle, 1v1s, you only go one round each to try to qualify for the next prelim… and I didn’t qualify! No mistake I was probably the worst dancer battling.

Buttttttt I got good advice and it was fun. I really like the scene in Michigan.

We got back at 4 am- three HOURS I was in this car driving back from Grand Rapids to Detroit squeezed between three bboys in the back listening to them talk about homoerotic stuff and then be like, “No homo, bro.”

hahahaaaaaaa. Macho fools are so in denial.

humanskin:

i moved downtown with one of my best friend’s, tessa, and now we live in this sweet treehouse with a handsome kitty and a lot o’ cute shit & wine. happy sunday. things are looking good for ol’ jennylyn.

THIS is where I want to be for a bit in January. With cute shit and Bean and Jenny and Tess. Best picture ever.

no no no no nooooooooooooo………… Any joy in my bones is shrugging out in these cold stabs of rain. ENDLESS RAIN. I don’t know how I ever survived the North.

FUCK. THIS. I can’t think and I’m supposed to be applying for jobs which is nigh impossible because who in their right mind would go out in weather like this? In such a barren, barren lost city.

Winter in a Lost City- I hope I can do this through sheer will. now, manifesting care packages with my mind… anything that reduces the gloom.

ohhhhhhhhh kay.

how to not go crazy when it’s cold out:
LAYER UP (duhhhhhhhh. except that’s not so feasible when I have pretty much no money to spare on buying layers. layers?!? I never needed many when I was living in the desert).

have dance parties inside the house (AND TURN OFF THE TV! whose bright idea was it to buy a TV? gah).

……………………………….. learn to sew or something.

hmm. I feel like someone has hijacked my tumblr because the title at the top is “lusting from afar” and hellllllls no did I make that my tumbling motto.

Or did I? I thought it was something about dancing.

anyways I’ve missed tumblr, weirdly enough. I’m so excited to be making up a routine to audition for this crazy Botox blonde lady from California who’s in charge of time-outs entertainment (or halftime) at Pistons basketball games.

DEEEEEEEEEEEEETROOOOOOOOOOOOYT!

she asked this bboy/bgirl crew Hardcore Detroit I’ve been sessioning with to audition, so.. I need to tweak my set but it’s fun to think of moves with a goal in mind. this set has to be something that’s pretty visible from far away- therefore, no little intricate moves or footwork- and accessible to people that don’t know much about breaking- i.e. big moves or fast moves look good, little details like threading that win points with other bgirls and bboys won’t.

I definitely miss Tucson, a lot, and the previous house I lived in- but it’s semi-exciting to see actual seasons occur- cuz y’all know the “seasons” in Tucson are basically dry hot, monsoon hot, dry hot, a little less hot, and hot.

We had such a beautiful sunny week last week- my friend I’ve been traveling with since Maine is WWOOFing at this AWESOME FARM next-door to our house-

it’s run by the church, called Spirit of Hope, whose pastor is this GAY CHRISTIAN ANARCHIST. Churches here are the SHIT, and by that I mean they aren’t shitty at all. They operate as radical spaces like churches back in the day used to do.. soup kitchens, was the meeting space for Occupy Detroit this Monday, invites strangers to come in and say hello to the chickens/ducks/turkeys or munch on stuff in the big garden.

Those chickens are insane. so are the ducks. I kind of love them.

Occupy Detroit is a laugh because, as many have pointed out.. there ain’t any companies or money here TO occupy or drive out. It’s a practically empty city. all the money has ALREADY left. I guess the one company of any major size left is a GM Motors plant, but they provide like, the only jobs here.. most people hustle drugs (ALSO AT THE CHURCHHH! no joke. I have been offered weed cookies more times than I count while eating lunch at that church) to make ends meet, busk.

my new roommate, my travel partner, and I all busked outside the baseball Tigers vs Texas-something game last night. Our only lyrics were “Messsss withhh Texxxxxx, assssss,” and “GO TIGERS WOO!” and “They play for you, they play for me, they play for de-troit VIC-TORY!” it was less obnoxious than it sounds. we made $5 total. UGH. Detroit is still probably one of the worst cities to busk in. at least no one really bothers you, but no one gives any money. they just dance up at you and scream “WOO TIGERS!” Thanks bro, give me your change.

yooooo I made a track. it is 5 in the morning. dubelyoo tee aitch. When I first tried to upload this as a .aif file I was too wired and hyper to care if it was good, and after converting it to mp3 I’m now too tired to care if it’s good.

cauuuuse I just want the accomplishment of having it up I guess. Go Technology.

title is Ode to You (AHEM in the vein of personifying cultures, or something)

Breakdancing on the East Coast is WHERE IT’S AT. so many fucking good bboys and bgirls.

accccccck I know where I’m moving to, next year.

for now I miss Tucson so constantly and increasingly I’m getting in pain about it.

so much good and so much heartache too. fuck, so much boredom. whaddya expect, traveling?

Heart rips a little with every love and every hurt. I met one of the coolest people everrrr and will probably be crushing on him til the end of time. The whole situation kind of sucks but I got another bff out of it. and lots of good music and anti-racist talks. whew.

hell I got a lot of loves from this journey. am grateful