So I FINALLY got around to getting new art/writing journal.
out_the_blue out_the_blue out_the_blue Clever innit? [You know cause i'm 4you_blue_jway. haha] I was going to go with Out of the Blue but someone was already using that and someone already had deep_blue. [I thought that sounded artsy.] Notice a pattern here? lol. I went with a Johnneh song instead. <3
There's absolutely nothing there yet but please check it out & if you like what I do, friend it b/c after I finish 'All My Loving' & 'Isn't It Good?' I'm probably not posting any more stories here. But I will make a note in my posts here when I do start something new, so you will be sure not to miss it. =D
I've not much else to say. I've been inhaling paint fumes since last night so...lol. We painted my room & tore up the carpet. So now it's green but I have no floor. lol. Well I have a floor but dad said it's really just subfloor [ooh, I remember that from Architecture] so we should get a rug or something.
Speaking of the paint fumes, I thought it might make me have a weird trip-like dream but it didn't really. I did dream though, it was about the seventies and I was there babysitting some strangers' kids at this hotel and my mom and aunt were there then we were going to leave and my boyfriend and/or husband [idk, no one said] shows up [who strangely resembled Mick Jagger but in a good way. He didn't really look that much like him but I thought that at the time. [Apparently I think in my dreams now...lol]] and carries my purse for me [which was actually the exact purse I have now. It's a kinda retro yellow & brown bowling bag looking thing. lol] and everyone said aww. Then I woke up. lol. Wonder what I'll dream tonight?
I'm going to go work on my stories. Catch y'all later. =)
Love,
Anna