I'm McKenna Taylor, let me introduse my self to you. I am essenically an only child, most of my fundemental growing and life learned lessons happened during age 4-7.... recesse... class resumed at age 17 but we're release on my 18th birthday over the Atlantic. I use my left and right frontal lobe to read, physiologically speaking this is incorrect. Most things I say I wont mean tomorrow, take nothing to litterally or in a serious nature. Not to say I'm a liar, I just change my mind a lot. I can't take pictures anymore, I wish it was different, there are rare and few people I will let take pictures of me. I bloom in fall, hibrnate in winter, spring makes me giddy, I'm never quite right in summer. Something to do with the heat and impairing cognative thinking. I lost touch with nature and am trying to rekindle what we once had. Reading is a past time, a passion, a pleasure. Most don't believe that, I like it that way. I want to do everything, thus I haven't done much, I can't decide what corse of direction I should go since I want to take them all. Time is mean. If you can think of 5 things you undoubtedly know about me, your in the top 2% of indaviuals I care about & shall be keeping you indefinatly. If not, I'm sorry, you're someone to past time with, nothing personal. I'm a delusional realist. I still like cartoons and assosiate with children as to join in the fun. I'm inside my head far to much, far to much. Talking to myself is normal, especailly in the car. It's nice hands free devices are now required to talk on the phone while driving, I barely get any "looks" anymore. If you ask a prying question or something of substance or importance, I will usually lie to you. My Achilles heel will remain a secret. I know the exact design of the home I want to own one day, I like porches and stairs. Dreams are more than real to me, somethign to be listened to, I'm trying not to read into them as much(it isn't working). I belive in astrology, not so much horoscopes. I don't like color because it talks for you, I want to talk for myself. I wont be spell checking or editing any of this, I did use the 'backspace' button a number of times. Making plans ahead of times isn't important. I rarely say "no" to anything, I'm glad. I want to be adored and worshiped but at the same time ignored.
LA FYF fest came and gone. 60's dance night in long beach, thanks Frankie. Fall is here, it's needed, welcomed, please never leave me. someday's it would be nice to be wrong, just someday's. lost something, but not sure when it happened. flyers will be produced in efforts to locate. I stopped a long time ago, but hide it desecptively well.
"Having dedicated those hours to the life of the mind, I thereby earn the right to be stupid for the rest of the day." said by one of the greats of the 20th century, our boy and poet Paul Valery.
More like Lust interest. But at this juncture in my life, that's all I'm particularly interested in. Not everyone can see eye to eye with me on this one, take Shanna for instance.
Shanna: What is that? McKenna: Don't be rude, say 'who'? It's Marc. Shanna: I think you need to break up with Marc. McKenna: I couldn't do that! He makes me happy, even though he is hard to get a hold of. Shanna: He's using you I hope you know. McKenna: yeah.... and I'm ok with that. I'm using him. We have an understanding, he gives me what I want, and vic versa. Best type of relationship I can think of.
Conversation while opening a box I received in the mail. My Marc Jacob shirt had just arrived. It was an angry "I'm going to validate myself" purchase. Worked like a charm. wanna see?!
'And this beautiful throat will be cut whenever I please.' Caligula said to Caesonia, as he kissed the back of her neck. She loved him for it.
I love collars, collars on everything. I love the idea you can put collars on everything. Detachable collars? whats the function? To make me sublimely happy.
I am an advocate against hand sanitizer and anti-bacterial soap/ cleaning products. I have been since day one. (I'm not against hygiene, lets get that clear.) I won't be overdosing the kids on Neosporin, scars are cool. Maybe coddling isn't in my design. I have been in many an argument over this lifestyle choice. Understandable, certain places do call for good and proper sterilization, such as hospitals & other medical facility's, restaurants, but not my homestead.
"The popular "hygiene hypothesis," which posits that growing up in a sparkling-clean environment doesn't allow a child's immune system to properly develop. Modern medicine and sanitation have eliminated many infectious diseases but have also limited a child's exposure to immune system-building bacteria, which may ultimately protect a child against allergies, obesity, asthma, inflammatory bowel disease and autoimmune diseases." I won.
Itemised list of presents; Franco Sarto shoes 1950's pie basket Godiva chocolate 2 bunches of gardenias last minute homemade birthday cards trip to Canada our (the family) everliving love and affection towards you. Activities First, the exchanging of gifts and singing of songs. Followed by dinner at the Crab Cooker in New Port and consumption of a raspberry tart cooked with love.
Hope you got everything you wanted, because that's all your gettin!
Side Note- watched The Rape of Europa and teared up. Didn't foresee that one happening
Déjà vu has become a weekly occurrence. For some time this phenomenon was absent in my life. An uncanny, comforting feeling washes over me when experienced. Typically during insignificant moments.
In other news, my new job is awesome. I'm an on call receptionist/ anything you need help with, assistant. I dislike schedules immensely, so this is right up my alley. Sporadic part time is my forte. Everyone I met was insanely nice, and their generosity is more than appreciated. (I got a ton of swag for one, half day of training.) Where is this non-committal job dealt from the gods? Skullcandy. You know, skullcandy headphones. Yep, that's the one.
Think I'm going to buy a family set of soviet issued gas masks from the army surplus store.
about 60 or 70 miles out side of Mesa, Arizona you will pass a sign that says;
State Prison Surprise Wildlife Animal Zoo
This sign is the landmark to know how much longer we have till we reach our plotted destination. I just really enjoy this sign, if you think about it, you will too.
Comic Con is sold out. Someday I will attend, someday. PBS has a series called CIRCUS that is debuting in November. It's about multi-generational circus families. I finished my dress and love it. It's a Holiday dress, so it's debut is going to postpone till an appropriate venue and season has arrived. A job, that I didn't apply for, materialized and fell into my lap today. I start training Thursday. Socializing really takes it out of me. Thus my cause for voiding such situations. But I did meet some absolute charming people as of late. Can't decided what major to declare. But I feel if I get business cards made in which my job title is described as "Renaissances Woman," I'll go far. Elvis made 31 movies in his film career. I have seen 7 of them, by the end of this year I will have viewed them all. This is my goal. I got some more literary material via the postal service. I want to go to the Viva la Revolución exhibit at the Museum of Contemporary Art in SD. I found the house I want to live in by 204's. I just need someone to move there with me.
The question I get asked most often. "So what are you doing now a days?" Currently I'm enrolled in school. But I don't particular count that. This is what I'm truly doing.
I spend most my time with children under the age of 4, I like them more than anyone I am expected to associate with. Kid's under 4 aren't as pretentious or jaded as adults, its refreshing. Plus they will play games with me where the objective isn't trying to belittle one another to prove dominance. We are into building forts and hanging out in parks. If I'm not with the toddler crowd I'm more than likely with a married couple. One or the other, maybe both simultaneously. I'm organizing a baby shower for twins at the moment and sewing tiny infant clothing in my spare time. I spent 4 hours looking at furniture and got 3 estimates for a set of custom couches that I may possibly purchase just because I feel like it. They are devine. I could get a 6 foot couch, with love seat and accompanying sitting chair all in a Whitney Steel fabric. I would prefer them with casters on the feet, but hey, I know I can't have everything. I also found this couch that cost more than the entire 3 piece set, that I MUST MUST HAVE. I have agreed to give up my bed and couch I currently have in my room for it. It's possibly the most comfortable cozy couch i have ever had the pleasure of sitting/ passing out in. I fell asleep on the showroom floor. It's a nod to the 70's, which it's true I'm not a huge fan of. Polyester makes me sweat that a hog in heat. but this "shelter sofa" is something I could get behind.
It's no secret I have skipped an all important step in my life. How can you go from high school to celebrating embryos forming in one fail swoop? Well actually, I know how, but it isn't my zygote, so this still applies. Most in my age bracket don't spend their Friday's honestly shopping for furniture for a fictitious house. The term is "dissociation," and I apparently am suffering from a sever case. I need my own home. I have art work to put up but not an once of wall space left. I need a work room. I'm once again, getting restless. Not to runaway like last time, but to forward my adulthood. More like put it on warp drive. I'll do this for my kid one day, let him stay up all night so he'll pass out hard on the couch and he'll wake up to this wonderland. He'll never forget it. I wouldn't do it on his birthday though, to predictable.
If you are interested in earthquakes or emotions, energy or ecosystems, engineering spider webs or enormous black holes, then you'll get a kick out of this one.
WARNING: Louis Vuitton's Fall 2010 Ad campaign and Collection is known to cause visual climaxing, proceed with caution. If currently taking beta blockers, check with your doctor first.
I had a wonderful time in New England. I was my first of hopefully many excursions to the east. It was mostly a Boston trip, my cousin Brit got hitched and I was so graciously invited to be in her line. When not partying with the family in honor of love, sight seeing was the activity of choice. I got to hit up the Boston Museum of Fine Art, swung by Old North Church, then the harbor, wandered through the Quincy Market place, and kicked it with the locals on Hanover St. When I professed a dying urgency for lobster and ice cream, Greg responded appropriately. I was promptly taken to Maine for the 'real deal.' It's kinda bizarre you can be in a different state in less than an hour, but so happy that it was possible. Kennebunkport and Gooserock were cool little towns that must absolutely die in the winter time, but completely ideal in the summer. The Highlight and the one "must do" on my list was make the trek to Walden Pond. Totally depressing. Henry would be spinning in his grave if he saw the conditions as they were. One look and the conjured images of the movie Meatballs flooded my mind. Have you seen the movie Meatballs(1979)? Bill Murray? Yes? No? It is a far cry from serenity.
That is exactly what has happened, it's a local watering hole complete with inflatable slides and embarrassing cretins dawning aqua-socks. it was all very sad. but the Pond, which is more like a sizeable lake, was beautiful. Of course, Sleepy Hollow was next. I loves me a cemetery, especially one with multiple famous authors oddly buried along one ridge. swung by Emerson House, and the Orchard house. Did the Freedom trail thing and Battle Greene. The rest is just a blur, but those were some of the majors.
I really enjoyed myself over there, I have been invited to DC and I'm in pursuit of some affordable tickets to do just that.