in between life
so she's gone again but for real and good this time. which is sad because it was getting to be nice and fun even though she was a kook of a woman getting ready for her wedding day. but i made her laugh in the mall the other day because i reminded her how she was kooky back then too. with her neurotic shopping methods only ambiturning.
and all this reminiscing and looking through albums and watching old videos is so much fun. my dad said out of the four of us, i am most like how i was when i was little. i still make the same faces. i think i'm the same too mostly. except i grew into my eyes. there was a picture in the album of me and tintin and figment and the man in the purple suit. its weird but i can actually remember that picture being taken. i remember looking down at his white gloves that held me and being afraid but trying to smile. i really do remember it but i'm glad we have a picture of it to remind me it happened.
i have a job by the way. and each day (even though today was only my second) gets a little not as bad as before. its not what i want to do for forever, but i don't mind doing it right now. they sell really really nice art supplies and its about time i'm able to get them at some sort of discount. and i'm actually helpful and knowledgible which is a really really good feeling. i like explaining why archival tape is important when matting a photo (you could do it with masking tape if you don't care that its going to ruin the picture down the road, its definitely cheaper, but archival tape is going to be worth it in the end). i like being able to explain the difference between different kinds of paper. i like it when my opinion is valued on what color mat goes with what color frame goes with what picture. i just don't like my shoes and the resulting blisters. did i mention i was there at 6:20 in the morning today? i plan on taking a little nap aka collapsing as soon as this entry is done.
i bought two pairs of nice pants at express two days ago. one for my current job and one for my future dream job. or at least for the interview. and the current dilemma is how short should i hem the second pair? if i'm 22 right now and still prefer flats over heels, do you think i'll ever change? should i let my pant legs drag a little now just in case i decide i want to be taller later? oh growing up, this is you.
i've sewn 6 out of the 8 scarves. i have to remind myself later of these talents so i know i can sew myself a scarf for like 3 dollars and an hour instead of buy.
global warming scares the bejeezus out of me. fo real.
this rain has been nice only as a metaphor. i don't care much for its reality at the moment. but it does make the sunshine thaaaat much better, eh?
probably only another metaphor.
i should have held an after party for all the thoughts i didn't say
and all this reminiscing and looking through albums and watching old videos is so much fun. my dad said out of the four of us, i am most like how i was when i was little. i still make the same faces. i think i'm the same too mostly. except i grew into my eyes. there was a picture in the album of me and tintin and figment and the man in the purple suit. its weird but i can actually remember that picture being taken. i remember looking down at his white gloves that held me and being afraid but trying to smile. i really do remember it but i'm glad we have a picture of it to remind me it happened.
i have a job by the way. and each day (even though today was only my second) gets a little not as bad as before. its not what i want to do for forever, but i don't mind doing it right now. they sell really really nice art supplies and its about time i'm able to get them at some sort of discount. and i'm actually helpful and knowledgible which is a really really good feeling. i like explaining why archival tape is important when matting a photo (you could do it with masking tape if you don't care that its going to ruin the picture down the road, its definitely cheaper, but archival tape is going to be worth it in the end). i like being able to explain the difference between different kinds of paper. i like it when my opinion is valued on what color mat goes with what color frame goes with what picture. i just don't like my shoes and the resulting blisters. did i mention i was there at 6:20 in the morning today? i plan on taking a little nap aka collapsing as soon as this entry is done.
i bought two pairs of nice pants at express two days ago. one for my current job and one for my future dream job. or at least for the interview. and the current dilemma is how short should i hem the second pair? if i'm 22 right now and still prefer flats over heels, do you think i'll ever change? should i let my pant legs drag a little now just in case i decide i want to be taller later? oh growing up, this is you.
i've sewn 6 out of the 8 scarves. i have to remind myself later of these talents so i know i can sew myself a scarf for like 3 dollars and an hour instead of buy.
global warming scares the bejeezus out of me. fo real.
this rain has been nice only as a metaphor. i don't care much for its reality at the moment. but it does make the sunshine thaaaat much better, eh?
probably only another metaphor.
i should have held an after party for all the thoughts i didn't say