Tuesday, June 30, 2009

There are things I may end up changing about this, but until then, here it is for your viewing pleasure. 


Untitled.


Side note: Click on the picture, since the layout of the blog cuts it off a bit. Also, feedback is always appreciated. 

Goodnight!

Saturday, June 27, 2009

Dreamy McDreamerson

So, last night (in my sleep mind you) I fell into the inevitable occult that is Robert Pattinson.  While I am proudly uninterested in Twilight, I'm guessing my subconscious could only fend off his beauty for so long...what with his face being plastered everywhere, and life size cutouts roaming the city, it was inevitable and I am surely just a victim of the craze, taken captive against my will.  Anyway, it was a strange dream and I'd rather give you choppy points of it, then run down everything.

- Initially, I had a few points listed then after re-reading them, noticed it didn't do the dream justice. 

- So instead, I've taken them out, replaced them with this, and you can think I dreamt whatever you feel like thinking I dreamt.

- Kind of a cop-out on my part being the 'blogger' and you the 'reader', but fuck, life's tough. Anyway, by the time I was listing I'd forgot most of the dream, and thats just a real shame.



Either way, it may not have been much, but for one dream day it was pretty eventful (and not far off from my better real-life moments). End point: I had a good dream last night and woke up pretty bubbly.  Now I must go pack for a beach weekend. 


Ft Myers beach, be ready.


Side Note: Regina Spektor's new cd has let me down. I was fooled by the singles, heard the cd, and think it's safe to say that the gospel should be left to the choir.  Too much of the same shit man, where'd the umph go? This disappointment is It's Blitz! all over again. 


Monday, June 22, 2009

why aren't you mine? they don't love you like I love you!


Side note: How could abc family taint the sanctity of "10 things I Hate About You" with a series featuring shitty teenage actors? Death to the spin-offs. Death death death!


Friday, June 19, 2009

blahblahblah

I only recently realized how much i miss listing, and even more, how long it's been since i've sat down and listed: too long. so here you go!


- I want a camera friend. No I do not need you to speak, just snap my photo. It may even be better if we don't acquaint ourselves with names, there'd be a risk of attachment if we did.


- As of today, my nails are lacquered in black nail polish. A year ago I would have put "\m/" at the end of that sentence because I thought it was funny, too bad my awkward sense of humor is diminishing and now I'm mostly just a bitch.


- On July 28th I will see this live and I cannot express my excitement. Holy shit it is going to be so great, I know it.



that is all for now.

Monday, June 15, 2009

finished painting this today. acrylic. the start of a series. that is all.

Thursday, June 11, 2009

Rock, paper, scissors, SHOOT

Life update: If I'm lucky enough, my parents will move out of state soon (to a city), I'll start and finish sophomore year, then leave florida. Till then I'll be getting my fingers crossed surgically so they're sure not to move out of place. 


Side note: My birthday is tomorrow, and I'll be spending it at the happiest place on earth, for free. I simply can. not. wait.


Wednesday, June 10, 2009

Laehcim!



(on his love of awkward silences): Yeah, that's my favorite thing. I always kind of end up in situations where I don't know too many people, and I'm not very social, and I feel, you know, extremely uncomfortable. But there's some secret pleasure I take in things like that, in things going horribly wrong.

marry me

Tuesday, June 9, 2009

Wednesday, June 3, 2009

Black hole

I'm not as good at keeping up with this as I thought I'd be.  Really though, it's my lack of worthy posts, nothing seems interesting enough to share.  Having said that much, I decided I would try babbling a bit, maybe this way I'll come up with at least one paragraph of slight merit.  Being home is getting old; and quickly at that.  It's always one big painfully obvious cycle of bull shit.  And when I say bull shit, I am using it as a kind of analogy. A bull's shit is to my life as this summer is.  Inconsequential.  There are good times, but there always are.  The point is if I took everything I've done in the past month or so, and deleted it all from ever having existed, nothing would happen.  I do have some new art, but what is that doing for me? Zilch.


Time to look for a job.

No, literally. I am leaving to look for one r i i i g h t . . .



now.