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sweet jesus there is hope.
today was almost balmy it was so tolerable outside. not so much sun, but the breeze was warmish.
i ended up walking home from the shop tonight after missing my bus. it was a nice walk, but i the path home for me is assault central more or less.
part of it winds through a short area of trees. that's the part that i get nervous. not so much because of the creepy rapist that might be lying in wait for me, but because i always imagine large, creepy, slimy, wet monster things crawling out of the small ravine that runs alongside the path. i'm always checking my ankles. eek.
oh, and 'little shop of horrors', came in the mall today (finally). guess what i'm doing tonight. : )
today was almost balmy it was so tolerable outside. not so much sun, but the breeze was warmish.
i ended up walking home from the shop tonight after missing my bus. it was a nice walk, but i the path home for me is assault central more or less.
part of it winds through a short area of trees. that's the part that i get nervous. not so much because of the creepy rapist that might be lying in wait for me, but because i always imagine large, creepy, slimy, wet monster things crawling out of the small ravine that runs alongside the path. i'm always checking my ankles. eek.
oh, and 'little shop of horrors', came in the mall today (finally). guess what i'm doing tonight. : )
so its been almost 40 hours since the last time i slept. somehow the happy, delirious state of sleep deprivation has elluded me and i've been nothing but a zombie all day.
any situation that involved sitting and montonous noise and i would begin to nod off. thank god (i think...) for the girls who kept jabbing me in the ribs during the evaluations in my silk painting class.
it is 8:15pm and i am going. to. bed.
any situation that involved sitting and montonous noise and i would begin to nod off. thank god (i think...) for the girls who kept jabbing me in the ribs during the evaluations in my silk painting class.
it is 8:15pm and i am going. to. bed.
la la la.
so stressed and sans study i go to class this morning only to find that it's been cancelled because the prof had to go home and take care of her sick son.
saved by the sickness?
if only, i had also forgotten the project that was due today. bagh!
i can hardly wait for tomorrow to be over. after tomorrow, the stress is going to be minimal. not that i ever actually stress out. it all just manifests itself in my back. loverly...
so stressed and sans study i go to class this morning only to find that it's been cancelled because the prof had to go home and take care of her sick son.
saved by the sickness?
if only, i had also forgotten the project that was due today. bagh!
i can hardly wait for tomorrow to be over. after tomorrow, the stress is going to be minimal. not that i ever actually stress out. it all just manifests itself in my back. loverly...
so the concert went well. yay...
i played my solo veeeeery quietly so no one could hear how bad it sounded. hey, i call it dynamic interpretation.
mom saw the new 'do. as much as she doesn't like it when i change my hair, she liked it better than the lip ring. i warned her that there's another one coming. full metal lip.
am i the only one that see's the borg-ish side of piercing? call me a trekkie geek, but i definitely see a.... cyborg side to it. i mean, integrating metal into living flesh? granted it serves no purpose besides aesthetics (well, i suppose tongue rings serve a purpose...), but still....
i played my solo veeeeery quietly so no one could hear how bad it sounded. hey, i call it dynamic interpretation.
mom saw the new 'do. as much as she doesn't like it when i change my hair, she liked it better than the lip ring. i warned her that there's another one coming. full metal lip.
am i the only one that see's the borg-ish side of piercing? call me a trekkie geek, but i definitely see a.... cyborg side to it. i mean, integrating metal into living flesh? granted it serves no purpose besides aesthetics (well, i suppose tongue rings serve a purpose...), but still....
VICTORY!!
my mane is finally green, well, green and black to be exact, but the desired effect has been achieved.
hanging out at the shop today, things were a little slow so in addition to the new 'do i'm sporting a side lip ring. i dig it. i think i'll do the other side next week.
i'm seeing my mother this weekend though, i think all these new things might kill her. she doesn't handle change very well...
my mane is finally green, well, green and black to be exact, but the desired effect has been achieved.
hanging out at the shop today, things were a little slow so in addition to the new 'do i'm sporting a side lip ring. i dig it. i think i'll do the other side next week.
i'm seeing my mother this weekend though, i think all these new things might kill her. she doesn't handle change very well...
this weekend is going to be busy busy busy.
busy like a litter box in a cat shelter...
busy like a paisley and plaid...
busy like a port-a-potty at a bean festival
today i'm going to be frantically working on my two silk painting final projects (which are due on tues, i'm a sucker for the last minute rush) and dyeing my hair.
tomorrow, same deal, except probably more frantic on the silk painting. hell, the material i need to finish the projects just came in the mail today, so i can't TOTALLY blame it on procrastination, but i guess i can blame it on shortsightedness. damn...
sunday. bagh... sunday is good and bad.
i finally got a call back from someone (ANYONE in this town) about a job. temporary, but it'll put some green in my empty wallet. unfortunately the training for the job starts early early sunday morning, and since there's no bus between here and there on the weekends, it means that i have to walk there.
8am register training, 1-4pm orientation, 5pm i have to be ready to rehearse, 6pm my orchestra concert starts.
i won't be home all damn day, but at least after sunday, much stress will have been relieved. it won't all be gone until after tues though. that's when all the silk painting projects are due....
busy like a litter box in a cat shelter...
busy like a paisley and plaid...
busy like a port-a-potty at a bean festival
today i'm going to be frantically working on my two silk painting final projects (which are due on tues, i'm a sucker for the last minute rush) and dyeing my hair.
tomorrow, same deal, except probably more frantic on the silk painting. hell, the material i need to finish the projects just came in the mail today, so i can't TOTALLY blame it on procrastination, but i guess i can blame it on shortsightedness. damn...
sunday. bagh... sunday is good and bad.
i finally got a call back from someone (ANYONE in this town) about a job. temporary, but it'll put some green in my empty wallet. unfortunately the training for the job starts early early sunday morning, and since there's no bus between here and there on the weekends, it means that i have to walk there.
8am register training, 1-4pm orientation, 5pm i have to be ready to rehearse, 6pm my orchestra concert starts.
i won't be home all damn day, but at least after sunday, much stress will have been relieved. it won't all be gone until after tues though. that's when all the silk painting projects are due....
how hard can it be to dye one's hair green? i mean really...
one failed box kit, which after applying what looked like mud, was thought to be a total loss managed to strip most of the dye out of my hair, but alas.... no green.
tomorrow is attack number two. this time it had better work or i'll... i'll.... well, we'll just let that remain to be seen.
one failed box kit, which after applying what looked like mud, was thought to be a total loss managed to strip most of the dye out of my hair, but alas.... no green.
tomorrow is attack number two. this time it had better work or i'll... i'll.... well, we'll just let that remain to be seen.
