studio studio studio studio

 so much work downsizing and figuring out storage but... GETTING THERE!!

cat poop spaceship

 

goodbye box graveyard

 only a minor box graveyard remains!! 

unpack unpack unpack organize

 

That's only a portion of the boxes I've unpacked! 

I decided how to organize the cabinets now that I've been here for two weeks (project for the next few weeks) 

Living room progress, functional but not yet decorated. 

A functional kitchen! 

Art supplies storage unlocked! 

Art studio unpacking

 Progress! You can now walk through the room 😁

Plants with Jewish grandpa names

 This is Milt. He likes his soil slightly moist and never dry. Don't give him too much food or he'll get sick. 

overthink

 

Matzoh, neighborhood watch (for pigeons)

 

 

A bark were spotted

 

Miriam's cup overflows to the frogycule

 

Quinn's mud paws

 

We are going to have to work on new paw washing procedures. But at least she's happy! 

pesach in my new apartment

Diasporic tradition, constantly reinvented, gives me steadiness when I feel like I have none. 

 

couch! couch! couch! couch! couch!

 I put this couch together all by myself and nobody got annoyed or grumpy with me!!

✔️ Be a person who has a velvet couch. 

my babies

 Quinn is a sleeping in bed with me all night dog now! (maybe just until she feels settled in, but I'll take whatever snuggles she has on offer.)

Matzoh and Manischewitz, ready for Pesach

 

wow

 

PROTEIN LOVE

Stephanie:
When I see you next I'm gonna pretend I'm an alpha subunit of a g-protein whose receptor is activated and you're gonna be GTP
THEN WE WILL BOND

Ryan:
I get the feeling there might be a strong covalent bond between us
we might share a number of electrons
and oscillate excitedly in each other's close vicinity
there could also be quantum hydrogen tunneling,

Stephanie:
Together we will activate other proteins downstream!

Ryan:
<3

Stephanie:
Until you get hydrolyzed back into GDP and then I will go back to Madison to bind to my beta and gamma dime,  le Scruff and le Nu.
dimer*
But only until the receptor is activated again!

Ryan:
dimer eh?
but I 'ardly knower

Holiday Fambly Time

electrocuted wizard hair

BLIZZARD KITTENS

Wooo hoooo! Gonna be legally recognized by my name!

Making a cuuuuuuube.

From http://what-would-i-say.com/

I will make a land bird.

They was an agreement to the question double pants?

No, that I dunno. When they accept cupcakes from strangers, except for election observer stickers you live in a baby, and say two sweet potatoes and a hug as much I hate that he wants snuggles, insane dog baby wants to replace public workers with a side dish of some in the sky, and snuggles and warmth and love.

When you purchase products made up as I KNOW you don't know how to snuggle.
Jenny ate one; Dan Stevens is my own Fuzzy Hobo fan club!

Final research paper done with this country when you are already a wizard.

Deep fried tofu, squash, sweet potatoes and a cat.

Tonight we made an agreement to xray.

She did a lot of puppies.

I will have to deal with the top of this.

*on* cheese and things to me for the building and it's red! I take that energy and not very stealthy. Sentencing him to vote!

I will make a LOT of every lobster.

Or the face, or alternate but similar methods of accepting cupcakes.

I will get a nice thing to do ANYTHING!

It's right by the coolest 'cause she darted across the nearest place last night, sickened, flabbergasted, frustrated, dizzy, sick, sad, disgusted, pissed, ticked off, mad as cast in the capitol Dealing with crazy people. Reports by witnesses at the companies employing low-wage workers.

He could cook you all kinds of veggies and you'd better get insulin.

I will be like, oh, you're not paying a duck.

Faith in humanity is directly proportional to how often people are coming to kill animals Way to rip apart, and not damage it.

True. Not take you to vote early in YOUR bedroom. Why can't say in the live-stream record indicates she managed to, while in them!

I will have to wear robot diapers.

No, that was just a side dish of some condemnation.

They was too late and you'd better not piss off people in our communities who voted for when you are working!

You live in any event, the body and teh chocolate Jew bunnies!

I will see if I KNOW they could have little quantum bits of 2 random portions!

Ryan got your message from strangers, except for that bitchin' painter's tape.

That's what I mean that much I hate you both poop inside of and vomit on top of my neighbors. Jenny's thoughts and we shall have had to do not making biscuits and cheese and honey.

We live in a LOT of coffee. And Jenny, I can now follow the budget one second and then the beltline.

Why hello there, 5-in-the-morning, nice picture for sleeping.

Peanut butter is the insulin pump, she said it

No, that year we must give up their plankton.

My sewing skills are now officially House Cats and weaponized painter's tape out of his office down at the world easily, and if you CAN'T have any event, the latkes are nearly ready.

We live by the arboretum, right off people in a culture of dependence, do you??

I will see if I don't get the Jewishness in them!

Scruffy loves being a LOT of energy, and noble operator of a dream about our prison population? Do you enjoy them!

He could cook you all kinds of veggies and the hateful looks! In my desire to displease you.

Talk about personal responsibility, but let us pour sprinkles directly into his face!

Today, I sat on a puppy, I did splash around for a minute.

Here's hoping nobody dies because that would be able to fill in the litter box pooping, when I dunno. Or the other way around.

Jenny, I KNOW you suppose education might help, say, limit our public lands, and our rights. But I looked at least.

Or the Democratic party tonight on the Teeter Totter of dust bunnies and dead leaves and the affection. I take that back.

No, that was drunk. Also thanks Kyle. Seriously, there are only two means by which lobsters can dress up Jay Jay.

It is authoritative and rotting away! Woohoo!

You live in bed with me at work?

No wait, I take that I KNOW you don't like to grasp your whole body does not value his party time!

I'm done with work for low wages and that means I used your PHONE and got to Facebook

People answer how to successfully negotiate through the bathroom wall!

Ended up at work you make this was good night to fly a lot of people who know that every vote early in Madison is a valiant and noble operator of poop snow?

I will make you get insulin. Which require big pieces of my eyes

One must never fail to the *pursuit* of plankton *not* of fabric!

Yeah; Jenny told me that SITTING DOWN at high-speed. She was talking about doing lasers and such shitty mpg. CARIBOU TUFTS

I will make this crappy little rat?

Robot beggars will have to grow up with a side of energy, and now I shall cook my new kitty!

I will eat them without health care or education or a POTATO!

I will have millions of dollars, but we cannot evade carp.

Here you ARE unable to email or logic.

And maybe we will be all puppies and snuggles and I feel powerless to negotiate at it

Oh come on the delicious sleep

WHAT IS potted meat. There are a cat.

It is a copy of the consequences of my thoughtfulness on a GIANT BALL PIT?

The only thing you can agree fully is that Walker can make a face

Because I am QUEEN OF Shellfishness by witnesses at politicizing cupcakes.

I will have the state in bed with me hopeful for rats, served on tiny plates, with a strange affinity for your pincers. Thankfully I take a spider person..

Don't lie to me, or for our public interests.

I will be a birth control? Also dislike being outright vilified. YOU won't have to buy cat hug!

No, that ends in bed with a DISHWASHER!

SATURDAY I DID ALL OF THE THINGS.

TODAY I DID ALL OF THE THINGS.

I am nearly a functional humanbot!

Super Scruff!

The Virtue of Shellfishness by Arthropod Rand

Observe, in this instance, the intellectual precision of the Founding Lobsters: they spoke of the right to the *pursuit* of plankton -- *not* of the right to plankton. It means that a lobster has the right to take the actions it deems necessary to find tasty plankton; it does *not* mean that others must give up their plankton.

good memories, to Ryan

I remember sitting at the Precita Park Cafe in San Francisco on a Sunday morning; the sun was shining perfectly brightly and the whole world seemed super saturated in color.  I was drinking a Thai iced tea and eating a much-desired almond croissant, and sitting there just marveling on how magical life was, then you sat across from me and smiled and my heart exploded.

The night that we went to see Looper at the theater, I remember getting to your apartment and being so turned on, and we dragged your futon into your bedroom while also discarding clothes at a rapid rate.

Last year on your birthday, when I came down to Chicago and we wandered around at night and got billy goat burgers.  We ended up sitting near Navy Pier in the dark.  The city seemed so busy behind us and the lake was so quiet and dark. I looked over at you in your adventure hat, and you smiled at me like we both knew a secret, and my heart exploded.

When you read the lolcat haggadah at Passover this last year.

I remember the summer before last when it was sooo hot and sticky.  I would go to your apartment and you would always have iced coffee with milk, and then we would snuggle and listen to music even though we were sticky and there was not much space on your bed.

I remember when we went to see Billy Elliot and I started crying.  I was trying hard not to cry obviously, but then I looked at you out of the corner of my eye and you were crying too.

Once we were walking around downtown late at night, not long after we met, and a drunk girl wearing really tall heels ran past us in a hurry.  We heard her fall halfway down the block, and you immediately exclaimed, "oh no!" and ran over to help her.

The time that we made orange chicken mush.  I like to watch you cook or bake: you get so focused and precise, and you move your hands in a certain way.  Also I thought the orange mush was delicious and I wish I had some right now to nom on.

When we went to see Reptar at the High Noon Saloon, and the way you danced around.

Going to the Free Culture conference in NYC!  Wandering around the city with you, and Scooter, and feeling so inspired and hopeful.

When we were at Mounds and you found the bag of dog treats with the awed and terrified dogs on it, and you said, "WHAT HAVE THESE DOGS SEEN?"

One night we were at Los Gemelos eatin' tacos and you told me a long story about how baby sperm whales learn to become monsters.

Any time I watch you flying a kite!

When we were at the Sutro Baths, and we thought we could see him on the way down the hill.  You exclaimed, turned around and hugged me, and then grabbed my hand and we ran down to the shore laughing.

Watching Marble Hornets with you under the blanket on your couch, being terrified!  I think you described it as, "high octane nightmare fuel"?

When we went to see the otters at Henry Vilas Zoo and you texted me from the other side of the exhibit to hurry to see the otter swimming.

Watching pig races with you at Schuster's, and hanging out with you and Schuyler all day that day.

The night that Ratt Damon crawled into the wall.  You were so worried about him, and then he came running out into the living room full of dirt and dust, and we had to give him a bath in the sink.  You held him and dried him off in a towel and my heart exploded.

On Valentine's Day when you stopped by the clinic after you were done with work and brought me the otter valentine that you made.  I look at it on my Wall of Good Things sometimes when I am sad. Afterward Ann was like, "Ryan is the best!"

Drawing pictures with you at the WVMA Winter Retreat and the notepad you filled with pictures and quotes.

When I lost my mind and started crying in Montreal as we were walking through the rain to catch the bus to the airport, and you ran back to the hostel and found the silly little heart I bought you, minus a googly eye.

The time that we found the eggplant with a nose at Hyvee.

When we made a big fancy Italian dinner for the dudebros, and then when we made it again for your mom for Mother's Day (and in the morning when we made my mom crepes.)  Our moms were so happy!

Making Egyptian mint tea at your apartment, and smoking double apple shisha just like we did in the East Village.

Getting lost in the dark at the top of the bluffs on Devil's Lake and having to be rescued.

Sleeping on the sidewalk outside the bus station in Chicago.  You fell asleep and I remember feeling this intense feeling of wanting to protect you from everything bad in the world.  Later you told me that you felt we had a mutual understanding that we both must not be upset at the situation. (Oh, and the story we made up about pirates and stairs and meat monsters! Oh! and getting mangoes the next day! mmmmmmangoes. And the yard full of toy horses that we found.  And when we returned this last year for more mangoes!)

Climbing up Red Rock in Vegas with you and Olivia and Beth. (oh! and the stratosphere rides that you went on with me even though you were scared!)

Reading through Decker's script with you and Ian at the Memorial Union.

Snuggling with you in the bunk beds at the hostels we stayed at in Montreal.  Especially the first one without the ladder that you had to pull me up into every time.

Falling asleep together on the train back from Chicago.

Actually, almost any time that we fall asleep together on a plane or train or otherwise in public.  You are a good person to fall asleep in public with.

When you answered the door at my apartment wearing double sunglasses (but nobody was there.)

Making supply lists for noggins on toboggans.

Scheming together at Manna or at Jade Mountain.

When we occupied the beltline together with OLB!

Watching you make challah for Passover.  And the pies we have made together, the strawberry rhubarb happy pie, and the curry pie, and some other pies.

Getting turned into zombies together last year the weekend before Halloween.

Running around learning how to be fearless and canvass for the Walker recall with you.

Digging around in the crumbling old empty building in Detroit.  And Donkey Burgers.

Watching you battle the waves at the wave pool.

When we sat on the floor at the Community Pharmacy together and looked through all of the homeopathic medicine.  I was looking for something for Jenny and wondered if I should ask the pharmacist if they had anything that was a placebo for somebody that thought they really had a problem, and you gave me a long look and leaned in and said would just ask me, "do you even KNOW where you are?"

When I made asparagus and tomato with lemon orzo pasta and you decided that you would like to start making food that would all be things that I made but with bacon added.

When you and Nate came over to my apartment and we had curry soup and made crepes.

The time we went ghost hunting near the old tuberculosis sanitarium, and you kept trying to scare me by grabbing me and hugging me and looking over my shoulder terrified.

Getting spicy cheese bread from the farmer's market.

Making milkshakes with my immersion blender.

When you made bat cupcakes for Jenny.

Squirmy the Wormy: my one true love.

A sneak peak of our engagement photos: 

we are meaningfully investigating each other's soul through eye contact.

STEPHANIE <3 <3 + DIROFILARIA IMMITIS <3 <3 FOREVER