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Tuesday, October 31st, 2006
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10:39 am
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Oh, yeh. This journal is experimentally friends only for now. Not that anyone outside my friends list reads it at this point anyhow, or cares.
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| Saturday, October 28th, 2006
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9:21 pm
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Emily made me a huge pinup of Star.
HAHAHA, I'M DYING.
!!!!!!!!!
I don't even want to have to explain it to anyone. It's only the happiest thought I ever had in a picture.
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3:33 am
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Went on a mushroom hunt for the jack-o-lantern mushrooms that were growing in Emily's neighborhood. Muahaha. They glow in the dark.
Or... At least, they do if they're not DYING AND BEING EATEN BY MAGGOTS
which we discovered after procuring some samples in the dark and bringing them into the house.
Hahahah... Oh, well.
Today has been one of those giggly days. I love people.
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| Friday, October 27th, 2006
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3:12 am
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Byarharar. I forgot to turn off the pickle and torches, and when I went back to clean up after myself, I scared the crap out of Alicia. I am win-ar.
Chase was awake. I feel less alone in the universe somehow. Why do people sleep at night anyway?
I must try to alter my circadian rhythm soon, or it'll be inconvenient.
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2:43 am - lots of incomplete sentences
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Fell asleep this afternoon from the worst headache I've had in years, woke feeling really gross sometime after eight, got up, made coffee, left coffee here accidentally and went to the studio... Now, I'm still awake, and I'd like to go back to the studio... Seems like a bad idea. Blargh. Was going to make a phone call to Anna and didn't get to because of aforementioned headache and the company of Kilty, which I honestly don't mind at all. I'm glad I'm worthy company myself. T.J.'s studio light is still on (or Chase, depending on which one is in there.) I want to show him my shiny thing that I'm working on, if he's still awake. Thought I wanted to go to sleep, but I really, really don't. AND I NEED TO. It's even harder to make myself sleep when Jennifer is not here to necessitate quiet and dark.
Left a couple of rings in the tumbler. I hope no one decides to turn it off, as they did last time I left something in it. Argh. They could be finished if I wanted to stay in there.
Then again, I could work on them in the morning. But I'm awake now. Still.
*Neko-sensei fit*
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| Thursday, October 26th, 2006
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10:51 pm
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| You scored as Dance. You should be a Dance major! Like a lithe ballerina, you dance because you believe there is beauty in expressing the physical form.
English | | 100% | Dance | | 100% | Theater | | 92% | Linguistics | | 92% | Anthropology | | 92% | Art | | 92% | Psychology | | 92% | Sociology | | 83% | Journalism | | 75% | Philosophy | | 67% | Biology | | 58% | Mathematics | | 50% | Engineering | | 42% | Chemistry | | 42% | </td>
What is your Perfect Major? (PLEASE RATE ME!!<3)
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HAHAHA.
-_-;
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12:26 am
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FINALLY
I now know, after years of searching, that a piece of music I'm after is:
Gymnopedie no. 1 by Satie.
Thank God.
They used it in Love Hina and Princess Tutu. I thought I'd die of frustration having it brought so close to me that way and yet still so far.
I need a collection of classical piano music.
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| Tuesday, October 24th, 2006
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6:52 pm
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I finally figured out who Hitomi reminds me of! She looks like Julie Andrews in The Sound of Music! HAHAHAHA!!!!
Maybe this is just me???
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12:28 am
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I wanted to eat some apple cobbler, and when I put the spoon in my mouth, the taste of the metal was so strong that I couldn't even really taste the cobbler. What makes this happen??? Someone must know. Either that, or it's something insignificant enough that no one ever bothered to find out. Or it just happens to me? Does anyone else know what I'm talking about? It's kind of a nastygross flavor.
It's making it hard to eat anything with a utensil. Mess may ensue.
[edit]
Another uncommon reason for a metallic taste in mouth is due to small electric currents in the mouth. When two types of metals are used in two different dental fillings a battery can be created. Some believe that it's due to the mercury leakage from dental silver/mercury fillings.
It has also been associated with B 12 deficiency, zinc deficiency, Bell's palsy, Strep throat and Sjogren's disease along with anything that causes dry mouth.
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| Monday, October 23rd, 2006
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9:49 pm
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Guerilla cobbler! Houses were attacked at random.
I feel so much better having gotten my assignments out of the way that I have been bouncing off the walls despite (or maybe due to?) three hours of sleep. Only burned myself twice, which I suspected I would if I worked through the night like that. Jennifer gave me a mug. ^_^
Maybe I'll have free time now? Maybe I will not procrastinate? HMMM?????!!!!
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2:17 am
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Still working on the damascene project.
Luckily, still have N R G. *spaz* There are a lot of people in the studio, and we all gettin' loopeh.
ARGH, IT WILL BE DONE
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| Saturday, October 21st, 2006
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8:08 pm
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Because of weekend workshops, I have entered a forced state of relaxation (if I actually can, which seems to be happening. Therefore, I will do a survey.
The wedding was beautiful, by the way. Outside in all the colors of autumn, with mountains turning golden in the setting sun. I'm glad it was so perfect for them.
( ganked from several people )
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10:11 am
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Indifference truly is the opposite of love, moreso than hate. Whoever said that hit the nail on the head.
I'm going to Beth's wedding because I would never forgive myself if I didn't. I may never forgive myself if I don't finish this assignment, but I'd rather disappoint a teacher, who has no personal interest in me, than a friend I haven't seen in a long time who cared enough to invite me to her wedding.
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| Friday, October 20th, 2006
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11:19 pm
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Options:
1. stay up all night working, go to Beth's wedding feeling like death and pressed for time, hope not to have a car wreck between here and Chattanooga
2. stay here and work tonight and tomorrow and feel like the most horrible friend on earth for missing the wedding
3. stay up moderately late, go to the wedding tomorrow, come immediately back up here, and hope Sunday night provides enough time to finish the project
4. give up entirely because the technique just isn't working anyway, and no one seems to have any advice about it that helps
5. succumb to fatigue and stress and have some kind of seizure in the floor right this second
I need a break from this piece, but I don't have time for one. Oh, well. That's life for you. There's at least an interesting and small group of people in the studio to talk to. One guy is making a box with a unicorn, a sun that has the face of Lincoln from a penny cut out and soldered onto it, tiny huts, a bridge, and soon, a toilet and an octopus or squid... I'm not sure how it all comes together, but the unicorn is cracking me up. I'd love to sit in on that crit.
Nnnnnnngh, back to work.
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| Wednesday, October 18th, 2006
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11:52 pm
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Learning how to do a rolled hem on silk is possibly not the easiest way. It's working, though.
Mahaha. Only THE REST OF MY LIFE TO GO before I finish this.
Samurai Champloo is keeping me company.
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5:10 pm
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Seems to be thinking time. If my thoughts ever come together, I'll try to find time to post them. It's interesting what other people's thoughts will churn up in my own head.
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1:58 am
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Made doesn't sound or look like a word anymore. I hate it when that happens. Goodnight, everyone.
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| Tuesday, October 17th, 2006
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11:45 pm
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Fibers assignment = slow.
I focused on it, too. It just took forever. I had a good time hanging out with Kara, chatting and watching 10th Kingdom while I finicked with the silk and got frustrated with it.
Nabe gave me some money he owed me when I went by the Nabe, being down in Coolidge gift-hunting. Having unexpected funds, I did not do the wise thing but instead supported a metals artist by buying a necklace I've looked at longingly for something over a year. I mean, I could make it myself, it's just cast silver, hand-made chain, and a pearl, but I hate copying someone's art if I can support that person. Artists ought to stick up for each other like that, I guess.
It's way too quiet here when people go to sleep. I ought to go to sleep now myself, and just get up really early.
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5:18 pm
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Because I'm lazy and because I want to get some homework done, I'm staying in Chattanooga and going back up to school tomorrow.
Fibers assignment is not going to get done with Jennifer around watching movies and trying to chat with me.
Strangely enough, this doesn't deter me from wanting to spend time with other people. However, I know that when other people go to bed, I can come home and stay up late if I need to, working, and I know that other people will not try to drag me around campus for company.
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| Monday, October 16th, 2006
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11:00 pm
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Sometimes, I detest being alone and feel the need to call whoever is awake to see if they'll keep me company.
Then again, if I stay in my room for a while, I find myself distracted by all sorts of things. I have a sewing machine, books, jewelry supplies, and a thousand possible chores that could keep me busy if I wanted to do them, and if it seems quiet, I guess I could always turn on the radio. It takes a while to get used to being here by myself when I'm normally tiptoeing around Jennifer or was in the past at least aware of a warm body in the next room, potential conversation if I wanted it.
Speaking of which, a conversation earlier today made me realize that what I need most in life is a thicker skin. I think I'm getting there! Hooray! Maybe the worst part of me is that I'm all on the outside of myself all the time. Guts are supposed to be inside, you know? Or perhaps I've been that way because I was emotionally wounded, and I need to suture myself up and get on with things.
Example: Yesterday, I got really mad at my mom for leaving the kitchen so gross. Then I just did the freakin' dishes myself. That seems like a better solution than being an ass to her, right?
Once again, I'm determined to be positive. Everyone has bad days, but you have to know when the mood has lost its purpose and move on with other things.
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1:32 am
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!
I absolutely refuse to focus on the things that are getting me down. I have done all that I can about all of them. It's like I did my work and just kept looking for something else to do. There's nothing else to do, silly person. Read a freakin' book. Or continue to have philosophical conversations about the nature of happiness and religion, whatever, but stop thinking about it, self.
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Tutu is being slow. I will have it. O_O
Right, I knew there was something cool I wanted to mention here.
Did you know you can temper steel in a toaster oven? Amazing!
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| Sunday, October 15th, 2006
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2:02 am
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PRINCESS TUTU NEXT YEAR AT AWA. I already own pointe shoes.
MAHAHA*hysterical*
It was indeed animated by the same people who did Mahou Tsukai Tai, for those tiny few here who would think to wonder. You know who you are.
I'M ALREADY RIDICULOUSLY EXCITED. But this must wait until I have seen more than one episode.
Muuuuuehheheh ysss.
!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I'm all excited because I now have some crazy awesome BBC documentaries on disc and Interstella (yay Daft Punk) and maybe, but I can't really remember, some of this weird anime interpretation of The Snow Queen, and tomorrow, I'm nabbing Tutu at any cost. I'll be up to my ears in stuff to entertain myself with, considering that I want to watch Berserk with Heidi when I get back up to school. Fibers project needs to be out of the way, though. I'm going to oil my machine tomorrow, play with the tension, and get started.
TUTU!!! *spasm*
Goodnight.
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| Friday, October 13th, 2006
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3:18 am
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Sushi in Nashville with Jennifer, T.J., Holly, and Chase. Oodles of good.
and now time to pack argharghargh, I should have stayed here and gotten things done, oh well, it was worth it...
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| Thursday, October 12th, 2006
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4:42 am
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Callie: I am always happy to listen, lover.
love, not lover.
me: later, then
ahahahaHAHAHA
HAHAAA
ahaha
ehem
Callie: grin
Oh, how I love the web. Typos are so great sometimes. And I so rarely get to talk to Callie anymore, maybe a handful of times since she left for NZ. I guess that conversation was the bright point of my day.
That and asking T.J. if we could watch his ass when he leaves since he and Matt watch ours, and having him play along. Oh, beautiful camaraderie. School would be so boring without it.
I got into the painting process in fibers today and couldn't get out of it. Mmm, colors. I knew I was in painting for so long for a reason. Hopefully, these pieces will stay the color they are now and not wash out to be something different. Weirdly enough, my education at UTC is beginning to click in ways that it never did while I was still in school there. I wonder what they'd think of my work now, especially the little things I just did in fibers.
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| Wednesday, October 11th, 2006
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5:10 pm
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Sadly, I just now noticed a song by Eiffel 65 even though I nicked the album from Callie ages ago. (Not that I listen to it much, but maybe I should... It's sort of bouncy and cheerful.) Anyway, my attention grabbed the lyrics, "resident evil" and I thought wehhhhhhhhh??, and then I realized it was a whole song about playstation + games and felt kind of stupid.
My silk habotai turned purple instead of black. I like it, but I don't think it necessarily works for my project. Pisser. Also, I'm noticing that the silk noil dyes differently from one side to the other because it's so thick, and I can't seem to choose sides. I wonder if I should rethink the construction of the cover of my book and just have some extra pieces lying around. ARGH. I could do it a thousand ways and still make it work, which is the difficult part.
I made a tool today. Suddenly, I feel silly for being intimidated by steel.
In a few minutes, I will have eaten, and then I will have to return YET AGAIN to the fibers studio. I'm getting the fabric dyed if it kills me because I do NOT want to be here over fall break. Argh. I have plans. People who didn't have time to visit me will have time this time. Rgh.
current music: the brilliant green--you and I
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6:24 am
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bored as fuck waiting for dye to set or do whatever it has to do
20 minutes left
I should've gone to bed and done this tomorrow.
Anyone who thinks art classes are easy should try staying up into the wee hours for it. They would realize that artists work hard like everyone else. Harder sometimes, I think. I haven't really encountered that attitude since several years ago, though. Probably a good thing since anyone stupid enough to think what we do is easy would probably receive my ring mandrel up the rectum.
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| Tuesday, October 10th, 2006
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10:38 pm
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After a forty minute break, I'm about to go back in there.
My black silk habotai dyed a brilliant red-violet instead of black. I expected that color as an undertone, but I thought it would still overall be black. Guess it's time to overdye it with something else. -_- Blehhhhh.
I WILL knock this out. GAHHH!!!!
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| Monday, October 9th, 2006
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10:30 pm
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Livejournal need to stop doing whatever it's doing that makes it post my entries at three a.m. regardless of the actual time. Even after I backdated, it wouldn't let me post a new one. I had to delete the faulty entry and start over again.
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8:45 pm
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My livejournal is on a cluster named "soybean."
hahaha
*sigh*
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Some days, you just feel like crap. Or maybe you watch a sad movie because you are a doofus.
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| Sunday, October 8th, 2006
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11:15 pm
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In fact, I am so tired that I am going to bed three/four hours early. Adieu.
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7:44 pm
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Interesting weekend.
I'm tired.
Jennifer's boyfriend is coming, though. I have to stay awake, somehow. I feel like death. I laid down on my bed, and now I can't get off of it.
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| Saturday, October 7th, 2006
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8:25 am
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... I have no idea why that last entry posted at supposedly six a.m. I corrected it to some random time.
anyhoo...
I have a pandora station that plays an awesome range of upbeat oldies. This will be useful considering that all the Chattanooga oldie stations were replaced by vapid country and pop.
In other news, it is time for me to quit fooling with the new old machine now that I know how to wind a bobbin and thread it all. The nausea is starting to get to me. Stupid side effects. G'nighties.
Yah, and why does lj now think it's eight? *pokes it violently*
Whatever!!! I'm not going to correct that. It's 3:28 a.m. according to my comp and the time zone where I normally reside these days.
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1:21 am
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Is it bad that I find the underwearz scenes in MT so hilarious?
-_- I mean, how typical of humans to be all "UNDERWEARLOLZ!"
Didn't I mention that I was cracking pervy jokes all week, though? *sigh* It's that point in my life again, that beautiful time when I have to go through a phase of being a giddy idiot because I'm regaining my equilibrium.
In other news, NOBODY MAKES DAMASCENE ANYMORE. Or at the very least, nobody makes damascene that's not supposed to look antique anymore. Also, damascene = not damascus. Fools. O_O GWAH.
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| Friday, October 6th, 2006
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8:37 pm
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I have a sewing machine that works! Booyah!
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1:26 am
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I have apple cobbler and have been hanging out with people like Jennifer, Julianne, and T.J. all week. Life is good.
Despite the party noise, which probably won't bother me when I try to sleep.
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| Wednesday, October 4th, 2006
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8:55 pm
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Also, bacon has to be the best thing in the WORLD.
Finding contemporary damascene is difficult. I wonder why. Surely people do other things with it than vines and birds and antique reproductions.
Earlier today, I had the urge to make some ridiculous art that said something really perverted or stupid, as we were laughing over this gun piece that said, "He shot her many times. He shot her dead. She loved him" or something similar to that. I thought maybe I should make a ring that says, "dicks are for my friends." It's not that I want to shock myself. I just want something to look at that will make me laugh like an idiot.
At the very least, I'm going to go make a tool tonight.
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8:33 pm
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7:21 pm
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I don't know what has gotten into me, but I have been in the best mood today that I've been in since so long ago it doesn't even compute. Something about it is making me so hyper and crazy that people are starting to comment about it, and everyone I'm with seems to be laughing because of silly, stupid things that I said. Maybe I'm starting to look ridiculous or something. I honestly may not have been in this kind of mood since I met Klag. Which was, you know, something like three years ago at least.
Life would be so fantastic if it could be like this all the time. It might lead to death, though, or at least physical exhaustion. (which is setting in at this point, sadly)
Also on the down side, I'm so happy that I haven't done anything productive all day. Of course, the power was out for most of the day, too, but that shouldn't stop me. I did at least sandblast some metal.
It's the sort of mood that makes music seem amazing.
Need to wind down now. O_O Whaaaaaa. I have spent way too much of the day feeling neurotic and cracking perverted jokes with people, and now I must focus on school. Still, it's worth it to have a chance to laugh all day like this.
Gah, I love people. I gotta get out of this room after I finish researching damascene.
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| Tuesday, October 3rd, 2006
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10:42 pm
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Brownouts are interesting, but aggravating. Once more, no internets in my room. No lights either.
gah
I wish I had someone to sing with some silly songs somewhere. Like trying to sing various anime themes waiting in line at AWA during the costume contest.
Bwehhhhhhhhh, I feel so freaking restless lately.
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| Sunday, October 1st, 2006
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4:23 pm
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I have been
so
lazy.
for three days
I think everyone needs this once in a blue moon, though. It's not that I'm always being productive, but there is rarely if ever a weekend when I'm not constantly in motion, doing something, going somewhere, trying to fit a thousand plans into my schedule, and then having to make excuses to someone else about why I'm never available. If you had told me this would happen back when I was getting laughed at by even the dorks in middle school, I would have thought you were lying to cheer me up. It's not a popularity thing, either, as I'm certainly not that. Why do I constantly have all these plans going on? It's the same group of people, but we are constantly doing things, and we never seem to have enough time to get them all done.
On the one hand, this moment of idleness is good for me. On the other, why can't I just enjoy it? I have some kind of nagging thought about school all the time. Workworkwork.
I need these rare times to get my head straightened on and untangle whatever knots my thoughts are in. Most of the time, I don't give myself that, I just keep going and going.
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2:05 am
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I just unfriended some people. Not because I don't like them, but what's the point of having so many people I don't even talk to reading my truly personal entries?
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1:19 am
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And just like that, I have a sewing machine. *poof*
Sometimes, I think my family were actually a bunch of good faries, and as a descendant, my magical childhood is now explained. What decent childhood isn't magical, though?
Anyway, my aunt Sally heard that I wanted a machine and tossed one at my mom. It's old and might need some maintenance, and it's a brand name I don't know anything about, but if it works at all, I'm happy.
I realized recently that there are very VERY few things in my life that I wouldn't tell at least one person about. I have almost absolutely no secrets (of my own, that is.) Maybe that's why on the rare occasion that I do have something on my mind that I don't want to share, it results in this crazy bottled up energy that makes me act like a goofball (which is how I am often enough anyhow). I wonder what the majority of people are like. Do they have at least one person they can share most of their thoughts with? Maybe I should be more reserved anyway. o_O I mean, it's not that I seek out people to share my every thought with, but when I talk to people, I never feel like there's much of a line I want to keep them behind. Maybe it's good to have nothing to hide. I hate it when people try to be hard to know, or when the surface is all you get somehow.
Gah, I just feel so restless today.
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| Saturday, September 30th, 2006
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6:00 pm
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If you're just now getting lj comments from me, eh, I was cleaning out my inbox, so I found some really old comments and bothered to reply.
Aside from all that, I think The Brilliant Green is my current musical beau. And Morning Musume. I actually feel pleasantly ridiculous when I listen to it, like I know people would laugh if they heard what I was listening to and just don't give a flying feck. I like silly Japanese singing counting songs with weird underwater sound effects.
Something has put me on an anime/j-pop/rock/whatever kick. The con, maybe.
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12:24 am
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Dood, seeing the end of Narnia for the first time, I was surprised to find Imogen Heap singing a song at the end.
She has the sexiest voice on earth.
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| Friday, September 29th, 2006
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5:00 pm
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Tommy February is interesting. Very 80s-synthy, has occasional video game sounding noises in it. Kaoi wa Nemuranai reminds me of early early Madonna. Eheh.
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11:32 am
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I'm liking The Brilliant Green. Yay azn mp3 community!
This morning, I woke up to the fantastic feeling of actually having absolutely nothing to do, class included. (Indigo dye has to cure for 24h.)
This is going to be a good day. I just wish I was in Chatt-town for some reason. I miss the sewing machine. I want to hang out with people in Coolidge Park and be out there. I'm wondering if I'll end up being one of those people who gets stuck there and never leaves. Of course, if it makes me happy, that's fine. The only thing that would lead me away from home would be someone I was following to somewhere else.
Hm, today is a going-outside day. I feel it's the season to frolick.
My mother has started to look into getting me a sewing machine. Muahaha, the world will be mine.
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| Thursday, September 28th, 2006
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11:01 am
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Something distracting needs to be happening.
Now.
Along with fits of creativity comes introspection, but not always the best knd. I think the one thing I need up here and don't have is someone I can really trust the way I trust a few of my friends from home, someone I could just fall apart all over and know that nothing bad would come of it. Someone I can rest with. It seems so rare that you find someone who is the kind of person you can take yourself apart with and just be there, not even aware of yourself at all. There are only two or three people in my life that I really trust that way anyhow, and they're hard to come by. I just feel sometimes like some part of me is always alert here, awake, watching life, where at times I think parts of me would like to just shut off to rest.
Maybe I just feel this way because there are so many things I want to say and can't.
I'm going to go get rained on.
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| Wednesday, September 27th, 2006
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5:20 pm
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Being a mad genius *hahahasnort* I fixed the get well necklace from high school. It even looks almost the same, although with sliiiiiightly less beads. All of the special ones somehow resurfaced, the ones that were supposed to represent certain people. Woohoo!
I think, aside from my scheme to make the most beautiful object in the world, that I like making jewelry because it can be a sort of amulet (without being an actual amulet by definition.) Some of my jewelry has so many memories and things that I want to hang onto packed into it that I can look at it and feel like the person I love is physically in the room. I have to remind myself how much people in my life care about me because some part of me never seems to get it. I used to ruin relationships over this crap.
Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmcoffee...
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| Tuesday, September 26th, 2006
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7:05 pm
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*sigh*
My get well necklace from high school broke today. Beads all over the floor. I'm sort of melancholy about it.
Indigo dye is really cool, but it's such a pain in the ass that I will never voluntarily use it again.
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| Friday, September 22nd, 2006
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9:24 am
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GHAA!!!
I'm about to leave! Should reach Knoxville at about noon thirty! *spaz*
REN, I LUFF YEW!
Atlanta, here I come!
Insane excitement factor, ahoy!
p.s. May this con be as wangstless as the first one! *crossfingers* I'm going to have a damned good time, if it kills me! Hey, my costume is comfy this year, and I get to wear those dreaded leggings that I always loved when I was kid.
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