faux blondes

this whole changing the clocks thing blows goats. not only do we lose an hour sleep, but now instead of getting up at 6:15, i'll be getting up at 5:15. it won't be pretty. i'll feel like i was kicked in the stomach every morning.

i have unusually wide feet. well maybe not unusual but they are wide, that part is true. i decided to wear my airwalks today. they've been my gym shoes since last august when i got my membership, but i saw them in some pictures the other day and thought that i want to wear them. but they're not super broken in yet and make my feet feel like they're been squished width-wise. actually, not my right foot, just my left foot. aw crap, i just thought i'd try slicing the side of the sole to expand it a little and ended up slicing the suade. argh. that's so typical me – lacking the foresight that something like that might happen. ah! just realized my laces are too tight. oh darn i've been wearing my shoes like this for over a year and it could have been fixed so easily without the stabbing of its skin. now that problem has been solved i think i'll wear them more. i like how they look, they've just always hurt my feet so i've been avoiding them.


well bud, you'll be glad to know i've finally finished your bottle cozy!! yay!! it looks pretty good. my confidence in my knitting ability has been demolished by the outcome of my bag. its not looking so hot. but i have to admit that's mostly the fault of the lining, and i haven't finished it yet because i think it's going to go from bad to worse. i'm always so critical of my creative ability. not in my design work, but my hobby artistry. i don't draw very often because i never like how it turns out. but today i found i had a hankering to do some drawing so i found a picture from a magazine and did a sketch from it. i actually think it looks pretty good. one thing i learned from my life drawing class i took last year is to draw what you see and don't make stuff up. when you draw it how it is, that's when the perspective and proportions turn out correctly. i like that i live with 2 fine arts majors. and when i was talking to rhonda on the phone tonight i told her i felt like drawing and then i'd come over, and she said "ooooOOOhhh" which i really liked. she's a really great artist too. being around art inspires me to become a more literal artist in my own right. i felt so pumped when i was at the andy warhol museum, which by the way smelled like damp carpet. which was particularly strange because it wasn't carpeted. i was baffled.

body and beats I stain my sheets I don’t even know why