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I have big plans for the next few weeks or months. I can't get my mind off of moving into a new nest and getting rid of the bulk of my belongings. (To keep: gifted dark blue ostrich eggs with holes in them where the ostriches beaked out, spice collection, old rose-colored velour couch. To rid: half of my clothes. most of my furniture? everything in my bathroom!). I want it to be a far out little pad with indoor windchimes, empty birdcages, mismatchy plates and other useless curios. Maybe I will even have internet there. Maybe I will upgrade that "maybe" to a "very possibly".
I've already been giving myself increasingly sillier self-administered haircuts with sewing scissors and fiskars (what does the future hold? kitchen knives). They look fine from far away and laughable from upclose (total Monet vibe to it.- this is a Clueless reference). I keep picking up little things that I want to make into earrings, too. I am not a very creative person by nature, but the metal mermaid earring I made for Lizet turned out well (especially well-received by PDX peace punkers, 'ccording to her). Gathered materials include:
two partially charred and melted tiny plastic babies, an artifact of one ill-conceived Mardi Gras campaign by the North Austin Whole Foods baked goods department
one enormous ivory back molar (parting gift from an ex ca. 07/2008)
string of sectioned seashells appropriated from Ryan's porch
two antique blue glass beads
I went to a party a few weeks ago and there was this girl who had the best bone earrings on. She said she'd salvaged the bones from the ribcage of some animal in an alley on E.12th (likely a kitty corpse, or pup) then she proceeded to tell us all about the best places to pick up animal skulls and corpses in Austin. This is still something I am considering, though the details are a little foggy. Better maybe just to buy a $2 rat from petsmart and leave it in a plastic bag for a year. Irregardless of material or method, I think I'll have to gift most of these because I abruptly stopped wearing earrings for the most part. Don't really get it myself.
I'll be finished with college come Friday afternoon... in the immediate aftermath of School, I will live in Ryan's bed and draw on him while he's drunk, sign my first new lease in three years, exist with a GREprepbook attached to my hip, wear midriff tee shirts every day (my own daily "F U" to THE WORLD). Less definite but still highly likely:
swimming holes, ever funnier haircuts, drunkity putt putt, no makeup, whiskey pool float afternoons, watching movies- haven't seen a theater movie since bride wars/ twilight, making my own iced tea, value pak disposable cameras, spending nothing on clothes but buying expensive underwear! Things have been pretty good lately; no matter how stupid my nights end up being, I always get to come "home" to a ping pong table and a trampoline and a constellation of shoulder freckles, blessed be.
I've already been giving myself increasingly sillier self-administered haircuts with sewing scissors and fiskars (what does the future hold? kitchen knives). They look fine from far away and laughable from upclose (total Monet vibe to it.- this is a Clueless reference). I keep picking up little things that I want to make into earrings, too. I am not a very creative person by nature, but the metal mermaid earring I made for Lizet turned out well (especially well-received by PDX peace punkers, 'ccording to her). Gathered materials include:
two partially charred and melted tiny plastic babies, an artifact of one ill-conceived Mardi Gras campaign by the North Austin Whole Foods baked goods department
one enormous ivory back molar (parting gift from an ex ca. 07/2008)
string of sectioned seashells appropriated from Ryan's porch
two antique blue glass beads
I went to a party a few weeks ago and there was this girl who had the best bone earrings on. She said she'd salvaged the bones from the ribcage of some animal in an alley on E.12th (likely a kitty corpse, or pup) then she proceeded to tell us all about the best places to pick up animal skulls and corpses in Austin. This is still something I am considering, though the details are a little foggy. Better maybe just to buy a $2 rat from petsmart and leave it in a plastic bag for a year. Irregardless of material or method, I think I'll have to gift most of these because I abruptly stopped wearing earrings for the most part. Don't really get it myself.
I'll be finished with college come Friday afternoon... in the immediate aftermath of School, I will live in Ryan's bed and draw on him while he's drunk, sign my first new lease in three years, exist with a GREprepbook attached to my hip, wear midriff tee shirts every day (my own daily "F U" to THE WORLD). Less definite but still highly likely:
swimming holes, ever funnier haircuts, drunkity putt putt, no makeup, whiskey pool float afternoons, watching movies- haven't seen a theater movie since bride wars/ twilight, making my own iced tea, value pak disposable cameras, spending nothing on clothes but buying expensive underwear! Things have been pretty good lately; no matter how stupid my nights end up being, I always get to come "home" to a ping pong table and a trampoline and a constellation of shoulder freckles, blessed be.