do you remember a time we knew a girl from mars?
i just had a shower, and am awaiting my luncheon escort, and i have to take hte time out of my day to exlaim....i like today
and yesterday
and a good series of days before that
i've come to realization as a young adult that i have inherited more than first thought from my fathers side, and that causes craziness somedays.it makes me not want to get out of bed, and think people are different hten they really are
but for the last couple days, its been only twinges, controllable, and ignorable.
all this lack of negativity has lead up to an extreme positive outlash yesterday.
i woke up late, and decided that because it was my day off i did not need to wear proper fitting pants or a bra.
i sat on the couch reading "a handmaids tale", surfing the internet and waiting for hte rachelles to show up. when they didnt, i wasn't dissapointed, as school is school, and its very easy to get distracted there, i know ive done the same, so i turned to fashion television, interesting..
i was inspired to take a stab at a few articles in my sewing drawer, and bring them to lauchies (as there are no scissors in my house...a shame...shame i tell you)but he asn't home, once again, i wasn't dissapointed, because he had a HUGE paper due the next day and was proably at hte library, on to the regional, where mr.puskas wasnt home either (once again, other more important things to tend to,his cildren both have hte flu :( ) i sat in the calss anyway and painted fairies, and cut up shirts and put them back together and went to an art show meeting and painted a hole bunch of rainbows and fun things, then got a phone call saying hte house of mattlauch was open to visitors.
more cutting and a phone for an invitation i had forgotten about to watch nightmare before christmas.w0000t.i drew alot there, inspired by enxugas acidart, i had lots of fun,
got a phone call to go to a show at the dirty O with benjamin, and went home to rock myself out, with my new shirt and pretty colors. i was way overdressed, so itts a good thing we changed our mind about going(i wasn't in the mood for a jewel cover group anyways hahaharsh..)
so for hte rest of the evening i played more dress up read hilarious ray bradbury's short stories (THE CATS PAJAMAS) and drew some more and fell asleep to clack clack clack sigh of a hardworking man on his last paper
that was way to much detail. but i dont keep a journal anymore. it's interesting to be writing these letters to "you" all the while never knowing who you could be. i hope you have a fun day tommorow. if you get inspired to paint or doodle or rtun in the sun call me, 870-4721
and yesterday
and a good series of days before that
i've come to realization as a young adult that i have inherited more than first thought from my fathers side, and that causes craziness somedays.it makes me not want to get out of bed, and think people are different hten they really are
but for the last couple days, its been only twinges, controllable, and ignorable.
all this lack of negativity has lead up to an extreme positive outlash yesterday.
i woke up late, and decided that because it was my day off i did not need to wear proper fitting pants or a bra.
i sat on the couch reading "a handmaids tale", surfing the internet and waiting for hte rachelles to show up. when they didnt, i wasn't dissapointed, as school is school, and its very easy to get distracted there, i know ive done the same, so i turned to fashion television, interesting..
i was inspired to take a stab at a few articles in my sewing drawer, and bring them to lauchies (as there are no scissors in my house...a shame...shame i tell you)but he asn't home, once again, i wasn't dissapointed, because he had a HUGE paper due the next day and was proably at hte library, on to the regional, where mr.puskas wasnt home either (once again, other more important things to tend to,his cildren both have hte flu :( ) i sat in the calss anyway and painted fairies, and cut up shirts and put them back together and went to an art show meeting and painted a hole bunch of rainbows and fun things, then got a phone call saying hte house of mattlauch was open to visitors.
more cutting and a phone for an invitation i had forgotten about to watch nightmare before christmas.w0000t.i drew alot there, inspired by enxugas acidart, i had lots of fun,
got a phone call to go to a show at the dirty O with benjamin, and went home to rock myself out, with my new shirt and pretty colors. i was way overdressed, so itts a good thing we changed our mind about going(i wasn't in the mood for a jewel cover group anyways hahaharsh..)
so for hte rest of the evening i played more dress up read hilarious ray bradbury's short stories (THE CATS PAJAMAS) and drew some more and fell asleep to clack clack clack sigh of a hardworking man on his last paper
that was way to much detail. but i dont keep a journal anymore. it's interesting to be writing these letters to "you" all the while never knowing who you could be. i hope you have a fun day tommorow. if you get inspired to paint or doodle or rtun in the sun call me, 870-4721