[...my bad]
I've been m.i.a. from here for a while now. I haven't even been reading my friends page as of late. My apologies to my friends. Lately the internet has just seemed so stupid to me. Last night I had a dream where I deleted all of my blogs and profiles across the internet. In the dream it was completely satisfying to know that people could email me, write me, or call me. However, they couldn't take pleasure in knowing me without actually being a part of my life. Facebook makes it too easy for vicarious friendships. I had over a hundred people leave happy birthday comments on my wall last January. Can't help but wonder how many of my friends would have said happy birthday if Facebook didn't remind them. Truth is the value of such a powerful networking tool is too important to my work as an artist. I have been able to gain and maintain tattoo clients via my art page with little to no effort on my part. Its like being caught between a rock and a hard place.
I really want to start writing snail mail with my friends. Apparently the USPS is struggling. They are closing smaller post offices and laying off people with menial tasks that machines can do to cut costs. I do not want to live in a world without hand written letters or care packages.
My email is amgxiii@gmail. I invite my friends to email me your address so that we can start snail mailing each other.
Jacq and I were writing letters but I think I dropped the ball. I was supposed to write her back but she was in the process of moving so I waited, I think. I don't even know. I can be pretty lame sometimes.
Mother Nature is throwing a welcome back party for the approaching autumn. Her confetti? Rain. It is on day 3 of constant rain and the forecast calls for more tomorrow. Much to my chagrin I think I am becoming one of those people whose mood is effected by the weather. This bothers me because I have always loved a good rainy day. However, seems I can only find my smile when the sun is shining. Lame but true.
In my absence from LJ I neglected to write about the celebration of my two year anniversary with BlackRock. He surprised me with a bouquet of red roses the evening of our anniversary. The following day he took me to a fair and we spent all day there. It was wonderful! He bought me a stretchy bracelet from one of the carnies that has pictures of Jesus and Mary on each of the larger beads. It's fabulously tacky. I wear it every day now.
Well, I have to leave for work in about a half hour, so I should probably get out of my pajamas and get ready to leave the house.
Ciao for now.
I really want to start writing snail mail with my friends. Apparently the USPS is struggling. They are closing smaller post offices and laying off people with menial tasks that machines can do to cut costs. I do not want to live in a world without hand written letters or care packages.
My email is amgxiii@gmail. I invite my friends to email me your address so that we can start snail mailing each other.
Jacq and I were writing letters but I think I dropped the ball. I was supposed to write her back but she was in the process of moving so I waited, I think. I don't even know. I can be pretty lame sometimes.
Mother Nature is throwing a welcome back party for the approaching autumn. Her confetti? Rain. It is on day 3 of constant rain and the forecast calls for more tomorrow. Much to my chagrin I think I am becoming one of those people whose mood is effected by the weather. This bothers me because I have always loved a good rainy day. However, seems I can only find my smile when the sun is shining. Lame but true.
In my absence from LJ I neglected to write about the celebration of my two year anniversary with BlackRock. He surprised me with a bouquet of red roses the evening of our anniversary. The following day he took me to a fair and we spent all day there. It was wonderful! He bought me a stretchy bracelet from one of the carnies that has pictures of Jesus and Mary on each of the larger beads. It's fabulously tacky. I wear it every day now.
Well, I have to leave for work in about a half hour, so I should probably get out of my pajamas and get ready to leave the house.
Ciao for now.