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My head hurts, and despite trying to get to be on time I sleep alone these days and it's hard to get used to. I'm also working myself to death. To celebrate I think I'm going to go to japan in two weeks. Don't hold me to that. Today I assisted my friend on a magazine shoot with a famous model turned succesfull singer/songwriter. Great girl. The two of us and the makeup artist spent most of the time trying to teach ourselves how to do that earsplitting whistle to cat call tourist girls across the street. Really the girl was fantastic though. Iva is her name- Iva. Anyway she just married some czech singer ten or fifteen days ago so she's come back to prague to live.

The shoot wore me out though. Really. I went to watch Mean Girls at my makeup artists house, talk shit and then take a cab home. I swear I've never been driven that fast in real city streets before. It took five minutes to cross the entire city.

Other than that I feel dead on the inside. I wake up, move, move, move, go to sleep. I'm in a current quest at the moment for the perfect beauty light without spending a trillion dollars. I've got a broken Broncolor strobe at the moment that I'm hopeing might pan out into something nice. Yeah, and I haven't put a stitch of anything new up on this site in ages so I know you don't have any idea what I'm doing these days.

It's really commercial.

Beauty stuff though-