About to go sailing. I’ve already done so much shit this weekend, look at me go.  I feel active and busy and all that good stuff.  And like, it’s been fucking perfect outside the whole time.  I know everyone and their mom claims to have Seasonal Affective Disorder, but that’s probably just because it’s true for everyone, including me.  I never want to leave my bed in the winter just so I can be warm and comfortable and watch tv and eat and be fat.  So far this weekend I’ve biked several times, went home for a day to see my friends from high school which was awesome, chilled with my mom, saw The Dictator, and spent hours outside.

Now I’m just gonna put my pinky up and relax on a sail boat all day in Boston Harbor.

I’m really sick of those people that make me feel completely inadequate.  Like everyone in the world thinks that someone else is so much better than me, and they have no problem telling me about it.

Yeah I know she’s the coolest person you’ve ever come across, but thanks everyone for rubbing it in my face that you’d rather be friends with/fuck/hang out with/worship her instead of giving two shits about me.

In case anyone actually cares, my instagram is caitlinkullberg. 
It’s the same as my twitter. 

You know that I love[d] you so. I love[d] you enough to let you go. 

I know they’re pricey, but I’ve been eyeing them for awhile.  I wanted the bone ones, but it doesn’t look like they have those anymore.  That’s what I get for waiting I guess.  Help?

Galaxy Black

Galaxy Purple - Not sure if these have too much pink in them for me. I usually don’t wear that much color.  However, I would be pairing them with all black, so it’s not like it wouldn’t work or anything.

Galaxy Red

Slept in a bike shop in Harlem Saturday night with Mike and his friends, straight slummin.  It was actually really awesome.  I also went to my first bar.  Guess I’m basically 21 now.  And that only has to last until the end of June when I go to Europe. 

We didn’t really leave Harlem, but I did see some cool things there.  We went to the Great Cathedral, which is the fourth largest church in the world.  There was a chorus practicing the whole time we walked around this massive, Gothic cathedral.  Right outside the church was “Peace Fountain”, which was an enormous sculpture of a crab holding Satan’s head all cut off, surrounded by Children’s sculptures.  

It would have to be one of these two.  I’m leaning towards the Litas.  Both are over 6” high and would make me around 6’2.5”, which is absurd.

Jeffrey Campbell Night Lita in Black Distressed Leather. ~$200

Jeffrey Campbell Night Walk in Black Suede. ~$170.

Which do you prefer?

I’m going to be starting the tag ‘nostalgia’ because I’m the most nostalgic motherfucker around.

My motto recently has been “why fix what’s not broken”, mostly in reference to how I constantly hold on to what I loved growing up and in high school, despite the fact that I can probably find better. But fuck that, the 90s were an awesome time to grow up.  So now I’m going to share with you all of the things that make me nostalgic and shit with this tag.  

I suppose I don’t post too much about my life on here, mostly because I don’t think anyone would care.  However looking back on my tumblr over the past year that I’ve had it, I wish I included more about what I was thinking.  The types of pictures I post are definitely personal, reflecting my thoughts or things I like.  Same thing goes for pictures of myself.  But I’m not naked or like 90 lbs, so it’s not like anyone cares about those pictures either.

And to that, I’ve decided I don’t care.  My blog is like a scrapbook or a snapshot of me and my life at that time, and I just happen to choose to share it with whoever else cares.  I don’t expect anyone to care, but it’s cool that some people do.

I’ve also changed so much since last January when I started on tumblr. I feel like a completely different person. So why not watch as I evolve? And I’ll stop giving a fuck.