that's just a phase
It can't be. It just can't. My spring break can't be over. Oh, it's been glorious. Alas, all good things must come to an end. :(
Via oh_someday:
1. Bands That Encourage Homosexuality aka In Case Your iPod's Been Lacking. I'm not surprised, but still so proud of my boys for making the list. The man-loving's where it's at. Notable: Elton John got not one, but two mentions, one emphasized with "really gay". HA.
2. If you're afraid you might end up in hell, be not afraid, you're in excellent company. I only read the commentary for The White Stripes and The Strokes, but that's all I needed to. Dirty, dirty boys.
If I had the time, I'd dig through my hard drive and post a manlove picspam.
This week I did some really mild cleaning out of some things that have been lying around. Found a bunch of half-used notebooks and also a calendar from last year. So while my friends and I were having a DVD marathon, I made this: A paperback journal made from the March image (banana dogs!) of my calendar and a bunch of pages from an old notebook from sixth grade. This is one of the first crafty things I've done since grade school.
There's also a little pocket on the inside back cover, but I was too lazy to take a picture of that. I'm not quite sure what I'm going to use it for since I already have a (sadly neglected) journal, but I hope it holds up.
I'm feeling creatively drained lately. Photoshop is not my friend anymore, so I'm trying to either kiss and make up with it, or find some other outlet (besides vegging in front of the TV) to spend my free, and not so free, time on. I need a hobby.
Via oh_someday:
1. Bands That Encourage Homosexuality aka In Case Your iPod's Been Lacking. I'm not surprised, but still so proud of my boys for making the list. The man-loving's where it's at. Notable: Elton John got not one, but two mentions, one emphasized with "really gay". HA.
2. If you're afraid you might end up in hell, be not afraid, you're in excellent company. I only read the commentary for The White Stripes and The Strokes, but that's all I needed to. Dirty, dirty boys.
If I had the time, I'd dig through my hard drive and post a manlove picspam.
This week I did some really mild cleaning out of some things that have been lying around. Found a bunch of half-used notebooks and also a calendar from last year. So while my friends and I were having a DVD marathon, I made this: A paperback journal made from the March image (banana dogs!) of my calendar and a bunch of pages from an old notebook from sixth grade. This is one of the first crafty things I've done since grade school.
There's also a little pocket on the inside back cover, but I was too lazy to take a picture of that. I'm not quite sure what I'm going to use it for since I already have a (sadly neglected) journal, but I hope it holds up.
I'm feeling creatively drained lately. Photoshop is not my friend anymore, so I'm trying to either kiss and make up with it, or find some other outlet (besides vegging in front of the TV) to spend my free, and not so free, time on. I need a hobby.