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2009-06-16T21:46:00.001-05:00

It has been raining all day and my hair looks like an afro.

But I talked Stephanie into reading Otomen so I think today is pretty much still a huge plus.

Starry☆Sky～in Summer～ OP

2009-06-10T09:29:00.004-05:00

Opening for Starry☆Sky～in Summer～ has been released! If you're a loser like me, you'll have pre-ordered it by now.

One thing that's kind of depressing about the general fandom, though, is that since it's a drama CD collection a majority of people like it strictly because of the voice actors. And since I'm relatively new to coming back to anime/manga/etc. fandoms, I don't really care about voice actors at all. Or, more like, just don't know much about them, since I'm too busy taking in other information I'm more interested in. So instead of being into the voices, I'm mostly a fan of the CDs and games because I like the character designs and the horoscope-personalities concept. And it helps, of course, that the boys are cute.

But anyway, I'm super excited for the release of the ～in Summer～ game. I've got an odd interest in Kinose, even though I know relatively little about his character. What can I say--he has an interesting haircut. Plus he seems to have a cute rivalry relationship with Miyaji, which could be interesting.

Day 003: Mourning

2009-04-30T10:56:00.002-05:00

I guess we all had trouble sleeping last night, since we were all awake by eight. Which is something that almost never happens in this house.

Steph and I went and had breakfast at McDonald's, and then we went to the convenience store to get flowers for Tucker's grave. However, they no longer carry flowers? So we got some drinks and donuts.

And then we got home, and a religious solicitor came by our house and talked about how great it feels to be born again.

So much has been happening on this dreary day and it isn't even noon yet.

Day 002: Bye my friend.

2009-04-29T10:50:00.000-05:00

Goodbye, Tucker. We loved you very much. Having to put you to sleep is the most painful thing I've ever had to do in all my adult life.

Day 001: Starting Over

2009-04-28T13:22:00.003-05:00

Today's tasks:
➝ Tidy up desk
➝ Laundry
➝ Get some pictures developed
➝ Properly sort new manga
➝ Sweep and bring out trash

I felt it was about time I picked this blog back up and dusted it off. I've been feeling guilty about abandoning it just because of laziness, and it's nice to have a place to talk about my day without worrying if I'm being too boring or not. Besides, it's summer--who doesn't love taking photographs of summer scenery?

(Even while saying that, the above picture is from indoors...)

I really have nothing interesting to say half the time.

2009-01-16T08:59:00.001-06:00

I thought I should post, since the last time I wrote on this blog was, like... twenty days ago?

So. Here you go.

New post.

Song of the Day

2008-12-27T12:56:00.002-06:00

Kevin Drew - Gang Bang Suicide

For such an odd song title, the melancholy feel of the song fits perfectly with its touching, loving lyrics. Stolen from lyrics.time:

So let’s wash, all the fear
Grow a hand, in a mirror
With the lights, on our skin
They say whoa, never win
If you like, to sew up
Then I wish, you grow up
And take the lines, from your face
Age so sweet, and replace
It’s the sound, that I want
It’s the low, belting cough
It’s the size, of my heart
It’s a house, can we start

Song of the Day

2008-12-21T13:37:00.002-06:00

mp3: Art Brut/Nag Nag Nag Nag

I also really love their song Pump Up The Volume. It's all generally pop-y and mindless, yet still talented. Fun music all around.

And so. No.

2008-12-20T22:45:00.002-06:00

Sometimes I can't decide if I love Christmas or if I hate it. I can get really into buying things and giving things, and helping people decorate. But the music is nauseating, I can't stand the blatant materialism (hypocrite? who, me?) and I dislike the fake jolly atmosphere that the stores feed off of. It's like a million animals all trying to get to the troth at the same time.

But then I wonder if it really matters. I spend so much time in life wondering how I feel about certain things that I forget to just feel half the time. Maybe it doesn't really matter what I like or don't like. Maybe if I stopped wondering about this constantly I'd actually get more living done.

Maybe not everything about me is as black and white as I want it to seem.

I guess I just wanted to show off my cup.

2008-12-14T08:34:00.001-06:00

Sorry, its been a while! I've just been way too lazy to take pictures that are worth posting here, and so didn't feel like it would be appropriate to make a post.

...haha and now, sitting here in front of the computer, I honestly can't think of anything to write.

On letting things go.

2008-12-03T08:15:00.004-06:00

If someone were to ask me for one thing in the world that I find bittersweet, the answer would definitely be this: writing descriptions for my fostered cats.

One one hand, I really enjoy it. I like anything that forces me to write in a semi-creative fashion. I can get cute with them, try to draw the reader in by being funny, but at the same time everything is based on facts (no matter how embellished). It's an informative short essay, written with the intent to sell. And written about a subject a care about with every part of my being. I like writing the descriptions because I'm writing about an animal I love very much. I remember things while I write them--like that time Mocha (who has since been adopted out) made a blanket taco just to wedge herself somewhere warm, or when Adachi (who has also since been adopted out) would absolutely refuse to sleep anywhere aside from in bed, under the covers, with me. It's fun.

But as I said, the description is written with an intent to sell. I only write them when our cats officially go "up for adoption"--meaning, we're starting to get serious about getting the cat a new, "forever" home. A home where the owner isn't just buying more and more extra time. A home where the owner won't constantly be worried about how damn attached they are to the animal, because the animal will always be their companion anyway.

There are times when I want to write "This cat is super stinky! Beware! S/he will claw up all of your furniture and puke on the rag carpeting and s/he never, I repeat, NEVER, uses the litter box!" Because no one will buy a cat with such a bad description, even if they take it as a joke. And then the cat will come back "home" to me, where I'm 100% sure he or she will be loved and well cared for. When they go out into the world I'm like a pitiful worried mom, wondering if the house they go to will feed them the canned food that they love so much, and if they'll have enough toys and the buyers won't grow bored with them and neglect them after a while (which, let's face it, happens sadly often with pets--especially around the holiday season, when they're given as "last-minute" surprise gifts that are boring after the surprise wears off and the responsibility sets in).

I just hear so many horror stories lately in animal rescue circles. Animals getting tortured and killed as if they aren't even living things. If there is any sad story I just can't listen to all the way through, it's something like that.

Asher, Bear, Lacey, Blazer, Tucker, Gohan, and Goku are going to start heading over to Pet Adoption Days every other weekend. Krillin might, as well, but he's so skittish that it would almost be pointless--no one would be able to connect with him, anyway. He still needs a lot of work. The first five will probably get adopted remotely quickly. They've grown into pretty outgoing, friendly cats. There's a chance they might grow standoffish in the cages, but I mostly doubt it.

But anyway, I was working on some descriptions for when we bring them this Saturday. And while writing happy, fun things about Bear was enjoyable, I couldn't help but also start crying. Because I love the idea of taking care of cats and getting them ready for houses of people who'll love and care for them, but it's still painful to let go of something you love. It really does leave a huge hole when each cat goes away--each one with its own great personality.

If there's possibly anything more bittersweet than writing out these descriptions, it's probably just fostering in general. You pour all of your love and affection into them, and then you let them go. But at least there are always the memories and the hope that a loving family was able to pick up an amazing life-long companion.

An actual title goes here.

2008-12-03T05:27:00.003-06:00

Sometimes I think the fact that I read so many (fiction and nonfiction) books about Japan or Japanese citizens or non-Japanese citizens in Japan is food for my fear of actually setting up connections and getting my own ass over to the little eastern island country. Because when I read these books, it almost feels like I'm living there through the characters or nonfiction authors or whomever the tale is being told through. Yeah, it isn't nearly as good as actually going to Japan and experiencing everything first-hand, but I'm so ridiculously afraid of social situations and breaking free from my old habits that I guess sometimes these books feel like the closest thing I'll actually ever have to living there.

But anyway, while I think that over, I'll just do yet another amazon search through books about Japan et al. even though I already have a ridiculous amount. Maybe someday I'll have enough so that the amount of words will be enough to match my awkward fascination with the country.

Post #0003

2008-12-01T16:38:00.006-06:00

Over at Poupee Girl--the only place online I've been going to on a semi-regular basis lately--I've gotten really good at the Piyo Game. When I first joined Poupee everyone said to not play it because, if you accidentally hit a balloon too soon, you get shitty, worthless prizes. But now that I know all the cheats, I've really made a good bit of profit. I can play the game for 30Ribs, and then usually sell away my items for around 70Ribs. So it's a 40Rib profit per win, as I usually don't keep the items myself. None of them really fit my tastes. And besides, I have to find a way to save up for the upcoming winter events, since I don't feel comfortable spending money on this game when, in reality, it's pretty much a choice between pixel pants for an animated avatar, or pants for myself.

Not really a hard choice.

(Also, sorry that it's a screencap instead of a photo today--but isn't Piyo Game at sunset kind of pretty?)

Post #0002

2008-11-30T06:44:00.002-06:00

When I was a kid, my best friend Ally and I would run around with the older boys on the playground during recess. There was this group of boys who were one year above us, and they carried this red felt-tip pen around that we dubbed "Red Pen Man." Really, at this point I have no clue what made us call it that or create its very own storyline. Anyway we'd decided that pen was evil, and so they started also carrying around a blue felt-tip pen, or "Blue Pen Man." Blue Pen Man was our hero, and fought Red Pen Man on a regular basis.

At some point, obviously, we stopped playing that game. I don't remember any of the details. I just remember Red Pen Man and Blue Pen Man--the devil and the savior in pen form.

It seems like those are the two necessities of any proper story.

Post #0001

2008-11-27T22:52:00.001-06:00

Had a really nice Thanksgiving, shockingly. Tomorrow morning, shopping.

Post #0000

2008-11-27T06:07:00.005-06:00

I figured, what the heck, may as well start using this blog again. I'll still try to post every day, and I will post a picture with every post, but I'm going to stop numbering and logging every post I make (and back-track, ect.). I don't need stress just because I missed a day/week/MONTH. I know that's the point, but I think Project365 was meant for more "serious" photography than my simple "take a picture of something and post it with a comment" way of doing things. Perhaps someday I'll really get in the groove of photography and give it another whirl, but for now I'll just take pictures and hope that every once in a while I'll take something stunning. I still need to get to know my camera better, anyway.

Lately, I... don't know. Usually you can sum up your "lately" with a word or phrase, such as "lately I've been lethargic" or "lately I've been reading a lot and working on my knitting." But it has literally been almost two weeks since I properly blogged or wrote a personal journal entry, so "lately I've been ____" doesn't exactly cut it. I've cleaned, I've picked up and put down books, I've hid from relatives in my room, I've watched an entire season of One Tree Hill, I've watched some porn, I've taken pictures, I've shopped, and I've dawdled around on Poupee Girl, I eaten fast food, I've felt sick, I've thought up and nixed short story plots. I've felt low, high, ecstatic, angry, giddy, moody, sad, blank, exhausted. I may not be a very social person, but I've been doing a lot of things, feeling a lot of things. I've started drawing again. I've been trying to read Twilight but the prose is truly awful and I'm stalled on page seventeen. I've gotten mad about politics. I've been excited to be alive. I've wanted to fall off the face of the Earth.

Today was one of those days, though, where I've felt so low that I was inspired to better myself. Well, just in the last hour, anyway, while lying in bed and doodling in my journal. I've felt lonely and angry at people who're supposed to be my friends and kind of exhausted with living. And sometimes when I feel that way, instead of contemplating how great it would be to just disappear forever (not suicide so much as having never existed, or having the ability to just vanish--there is a difference between being dead and being gone, technically speaking, but I'll save that for another post?), I try to get to the root of my issues.

I've mostly been thinking about the internet, what it means to me, the effect it has on my life, etc. Because lately I've been vaguly contemplating leaving the internet altogether--erasing my existence from online completely. Because I think the internet often makes it "okay" for me to run away from things. I often hide certain parts of myself because, due to my "internet personality," I have the ability to do so. I can split myself in two. Online I am happy-go-lucky nerd Japanophile politically suave Ami. So in real life I'm conservative, quiet, meek, feminine and shy Amy. And though I feel the split, I'm feeding both versions of me and that keepos me from feeling hollow about the whole disconnect.

And somehow, after a quite lengthy though process (one day, it would be interesting to sit in front of the computer and just type up every single thing that goes through my head), I came to the conclusion that the thing that is most wrong with me, which causes all of my problems, is my lacking confidence. Because I actually do that often--sit down and think about a problem, and them think it through to its core.

What can I do about my lacking confidence? First, I can start writing again. That'll make me feel better about my work ethic. Second, I can drop the friends who make me feel like shit about myself the majority of the time. Three, I can get my license and save up for (and buy) a car. I would definitely feel more self-reliant then. Four, I can get a job and move the fuck out of here. Five, I can try to talk to perfect strangers and thus make some more friends who I'll hopefully get close to and thus not have to rely on friendships with people who make me feel like a lesser individual.

ANYWAY. This is getting incredibly long and I should maybe try to get some more sleep. Tomorrow is Thanksgiving, and anyone who knows me at all knows full well that this is the most stressful holiday as far as my nutty family goes. Please pray for me, for tomorrow I may soon be dead.

Day 45: Minnesota State Fair

2008-08-26T23:59:00.002-05:00

Spent the day at the fair with Stephanie. Ate way too much, got incredibly sunburned, hopefully walked off some of the weight gain. And now I just want to sleep forever.

Day 44: Big money man.

2008-08-25T21:35:00.001-05:00

So that is what $5000 in cash looks like? Huh.

Day 43: Vroom Vroom Activism.

2008-08-24T19:22:00.002-05:00

A fake car at the Midtown Multi-cultural Market in Minneapolis. The bumper stickers are lovely.

Day 42: The best food ever.

2008-08-23T23:24:00.001-05:00

The other day I took one of those online surveys where they pay you for your input. They asked me my favorite food, but I couldn't answer honestly because "Japanese food" wasn't on there.

Day 41: Bad Hair Day #1

2008-08-22T21:50:00.003-05:00

My hair looked so unbelievably shitty today.

Day 40: The start of house work.

2008-08-21T19:35:00.001-05:00

For some reason I'd always thought it would take longer to work on a house. I guess I was wrong.

Day 39: Artiste. Or something.

2008-08-20T20:19:00.001-05:00

I want to start doing outline drawings--like the ones in the book I just bought. So I keep looking at things lately and wondering "what would this look like if I were to do a simple outline sketch?" I believe a rocket pop would be rather easy to draw.

Day 38: All God's Children Can Dance.

2008-08-19T23:26:00.001-05:00

I'm well on my way to finishing all of Murakami Haruki's books! Three down, 320597203579203 to go!

Day 37: A day without caffine.

2008-08-18T22:05:00.001-05:00

Green tea in ice is probably the most refreshing summer drink ever.

Day 36: Lantern Lighting Festival.

2008-08-17T13:47:00.001-05:00

There were some people at the festival this year with Arashi uchiwas. Seriously? I lol'd. And then sad-faced because when I had been into JE there'd been no one at the fair to talk to. WTF god?!

Day 35: Family Reunion

2008-08-16T22:52:00.001-05:00

Family reunion was okay. It was fun near the end, but at the beginning there was drama. Granted, my mom could have taken steps to avoid it, but my grandma was the biggest bitch in this situation.

Day 34: The recipe for marriage.

2008-08-15T23:12:00.001-05:00

See? Not once is "one man and one woman" written on there.

Day 33: Poor babies.

2008-08-14T18:15:00.001-05:00

Mom told me in an email that none of our kittens have supposedly been adopted. So when I saw this picture on my camera I became a bit depressed.

Day 32: Farewell my black balloon.

2008-08-13T19:19:00.001-05:00

Day 31: Poor me.

2008-08-12T21:21:00.001-05:00

This is what happens when you try to reorganize your book collection.

Day 30: Hello good sir.

2008-08-11T19:26:00.001-05:00

Really, they love it when I shove the camera so close into their face.

Day 29: Even more books!

2008-08-10T16:10:00.000-05:00

So I went to the bookstore across the street today... *cough*

Day 28: More books!

2008-08-09T20:06:00.000-05:00

.....and more book by Japanese authors! Well. For the most part, anyway.

Day 27: Art

2008-08-08T23:32:00.004-05:00

I bought these last night from the used section at Barnes & Noble. One is by the "Andy Warhol" of Japan (as my dad termed it) Fukuda Shigeo. His art is really odd, but fascinating. The other book is of traditional Japanese art prints by Hiroshige. I bought both of them to rip up for art for my walls, buuuuut... :| I don't want to kill the books rofl. They're really old and gorgeous.

Day 26: A Flower as Bribe.

2008-08-07T12:38:00.000-05:00

Lately the women at work are trying to bribe me to be on their side. It's funny, because I was more on their side when they just left me the hell alone to do my work. Now they're just starting to get rather annoying, and I'm starting to dislike them. When I'm in the middle of something, please leave me alone.

Day 25: Farewell.

2008-08-06T19:30:00.000-05:00

Goodbyes are always, always hard.

Day 24: Tweet tweet

2008-08-05T12:33:00.001-05:00

I've been kind of obsessed with Twitter lately.

Day 23: The only picture I took for that day.

2008-08-04T21:30:00.000-05:00

Day 22: FANGS!

2008-08-03T19:34:00.000-05:00

Day 21: At the fair.

2008-08-02T20:27:00.000-05:00

Something I've always wanted--original art. It's "paper cutting," a traditional Chinese art form. Very pretty. While I bought it, the man and I chatted about Japan (even though he's from China...). It was kind of nice. Supposedly he was just in Japan a while ago. Allow me to be quite jealous.

Day 20: Cheese.

2008-08-01T19:22:00.000-05:00

Day 19: Warhol-ism.

2008-07-31T22:12:00.001-05:00

My room is such a mess at the moment. But ignore that. It's the prints I finally hung on my wall that actually matter here.

Day 18: The Last Lecture

2008-07-30T23:46:00.000-05:00

He really was--is--the most inspirational man to open his mouth. Absolutely amazing. I watched his lecture and read his book all in one day. It's funny--I bought it on a whim. It was sitting on one of the tables in the middle of borders, and I thought it sounded nice. It had a sticker that said 40% off for Borders Rewards members. I never expected it to change so many of my ideals.

My childhood dreams:
- To own and care for many cats
- To become fluent in Japanese
- To become a great scholar

I don't remember much of them other than those.

Day 17: Parking Lot

2008-07-29T19:41:00.000-05:00

When you spill bits of glass on the ground, buttons, pins, birds will probably come along and try to eat them.

Day 16: Cleanliness is next to Godliness.

2008-07-28T02:00:00.002-05:00

Sometimes I think there's really nothing better than a long, thorough shower after a long day of constant sweating.

Day 15: Chocolates as ice.

2008-07-27T14:00:00.004-05:00

If it's really hot out in the summer, you should keep chocolates in the freezer. When it becomes unbearable you can suck on them like hard candy. It cools you down almost instantly.

Day 14: Bakeneko

2008-07-26T23:05:00.000-05:00

Due to watching モノノ怪 the short anime series, I've become really interested in 化け猫--Demon Cats of Japanese legend. Which is why this journal's cover caught my eye, even though the cats don't look the least bit evil. But the coloring and design still reminded me of them nonetheless.

Day 13: Lessons in Language

2008-07-25T20:27:00.001-05:00

Lately I've become increasingly more interested in learning Japanese--in picking up where I keep leaving off. About two or so weeks ago I heard a man at Barnes & Noble speaking Japanese to someone over the phone, and I caught myself thinking "that could be me..." So I downloaded a bunch of free broadcast lessons and got a membership at JapanesePod101.com. Watch me try to succeed one more time.

Day 12: Small City

2008-07-24T17:32:00.000-05:00

Day 11:Tradition.

2008-07-23T18:51:00.000-05:00

Day 10: Break free from the pack.

2008-07-22T23:48:00.000-05:00

Such a small and sleepy little Bear.

When I went out to lunch today, there was a cute guy playing "Wonderwall" at Potbelly. Then when I left the skyway to head out to the square and eat in the sunlight, there was a man playing "Blackbird" on the street for change. And in the morning I'd had the most lovely horoscope in City Pages:

I really do feel that you're here with me as I create these horoscopes. In a sense, you're my assistant. Our telepathic connection is utterly palpable and practical. The hopes and questions you project my way stream into my higher mind, coloring my psychic environment and enriching my desire to give you exactly what you need. Now, in accordance with the astrological omens, I'm asking you to give our collaboration more conscious intention. It's time for you to be aggressive about seeking help and inspiration -- not just from me, but from everyone. Try this for starters: Once a day for five minutes, visualize that you and I are sitting face-to-face and discussing the issues that feed your longing to be brave and free and authentic and smart and loving and creative.

And I sat in the shade, ready to eat my lunch and study kanji while the temperature was perfect and the sun was shining, and it occurred to me that. at least for today, life was good.

Day 9: Sunrise, Sunset

2008-07-21T05:48:00.000-05:00

It's not every day you wake up to a golden sky.

Day 8: Gift Giving.

2008-07-20T15:41:00.000-05:00

Just a little late.

Day 7: Who could this be?

2008-07-19T13:55:00.000-05:00

Impossible! Did I actually get a picture of the elusive Black Baby? This must be an illusion!

Day 6: And more kittens.

2008-07-18T19:34:00.000-05:00

I love when they still have that fuzzy undercoat.

Day 5: Endless kittens.

2008-07-17T21:41:00.000-05:00

Day 4: So dawn goes down to day.

2008-07-16T16:16:00.001-05:00

Nothing gold can stay.

Day 3: Star Wars

2008-07-15T23:40:00.000-05:00

Did you know that the wrinkles on Yoda's face were inspired by Einstein? I thought that was really interesting.

Day 2: Room work.

2008-07-14T21:06:00.002-05:00

It's a rejection letter addressed to Andy Warhol from when he was just starting out as an artist. It came with a bag I bought with one of his designs on it, and it really struck me as powerful that they put in something where he was rejected as opposed to something where he was being schmoozed all over. Even the great an magnificent Andy Warhol can get rejected.

But anyway, I framed it and hung it on my wall because, since I want to be a writer, I'll probably be getting many the rejection notice in my lifetime. And I guess I just wanted that letter to be a reminder to myself that just because you're rejected doesn't mean you aren't brilliant.

Andy Warhol just kept going. And so will I.

Day 1: Do-Over

2008-07-13T23:27:00.002-05:00

Been a while, hasn't it? I was really busy all June and the beginning of July, but I just got back from a vacation so I'm really refreshed. While watching a documentary on the Galapagos islands on the National Geographic channel in the hotel room, I because really interested in Darwin. Also, I spent a ton of time at the beach. Enjoy this picture someone drew of Homer on a drift log.

Day 33: You can never have too many.

2008-06-04T20:20:00.001-05:00

Day 32: Craftgrrl

2008-06-03T22:04:00.002-05:00

My grandma said that my rows are ridiculously even and straight for someone who just started, and my tension is perfect. She wants me to get to a yard at least before I see her again. Whenever that'll be. Hopefully I won't just keep messing up and having to redo everything.

Day 31: A Wreck

2008-06-02T18:03:00.000-05:00

The most delicious sandwich on the face of the Earth.

Day 30: Don't say sorry--be happy for me.

2008-06-01T09:58:00.003-05:00

I pretty much shared my entire life story with my hair stylist. I told her about the divorce between my mom and dad, what I usually do on the weekends, about boys I've loved, about how I'd rather stay single than have a boyfriend at this point, etc. etc. And she told me all about her life. It was kind of cool. I felt almost like we could have become good friends under different circumstances.

Day 29: Before-picture

2008-05-31T12:12:00.003-05:00

I'm hopefully going to get a haircut today. My fringe is down near my top lip at the moment. Ridiculous.

Day 28: Smitten Kitten

2008-05-30T19:39:00.004-05:00

"Economic Stimulus Checks: Do you think this is what the government had in mind?" An ad for Smitten Kitten, a feminist sex toy store.

Day 27: Mr. Piccolo noooo!

2008-05-29T17:44:00.003-05:00

OH NO, ピッコロさん！ (。;_;。)

Day 26: A small price to pay for ice cream.

2008-05-28T18:55:00.003-05:00

Last week at work we met the goal for document scanning--over 60,000 titles scanned from the backlog when our goal was only 50,000. So Jim brought in ice cream cups for everyone. :3 I stole a strawberry one right away. There was no way in hell I was going to get stuck with vanilla.

Day 25: No more power

2008-05-27T22:54:00.001-05:00

I ran out of these. Sorry.

Day 24: Someday

2008-05-26T20:53:00.002-05:00

Someday I'll finish my room and I won't have a ton of crap laying on the floor because I'll have somewhere to put everything.

Someday.

Day 23: I picked this up when you left.

2008-05-25T15:45:00.001-05:00

There was a dead cat in the middle of the road today. When I saw it I cried for the current state of this country.

Day 22: とびきりZENKAIパワー！

2008-05-24T19:36:00.002-05:00

Summer is here.

Day 21: Untitled

2008-05-23T23:05:00.001-05:00

It seems that when I have nothing better to post about, I post pictures of cats.

Day 20: 二十歳になりたくない

2008-05-22T18:05:00.003-05:00

I was upset for a lot of today. Any moment that I wasn't playing Dragon Ball Z music I was over-thinking my job situation and how Karen treats me lately. I brought a bag of my stuff home from the office "just in case."

When I was younger things were a lot easier. I hadn't thought they were at the time--I'd thought being a teenager was possibly the worst thing on earth. But that was just because I had yet to experience what it was like to be a lonely, unsure adult.

Day 19: A place to show your rage.

2008-05-21T19:33:00.000-05:00

It has begun.

Day 18: Secret Lovers

2008-05-20T22:04:00.001-05:00

Day 17: We can fix this.

2008-05-19T19:09:00.002-05:00

omfg omfg Blair is so amazing. I don't know what I'll do with a whole summer without her. :((

Today was the "Scanning Kick-Off Day" at work so they had a bunch of food in the break room. The fruit was good, and the banana bread. The bagel, however, was way too salty. Ick.

Day 16: Starting a new life.

2008-05-18T23:05:00.002-05:00

As for water colors, I'm very out of practice.

Day 15: Cats and Cat Things

2008-05-17T21:26:00.001-05:00

Cat book ends, cat pictures, cat stuffed toys, and cat stories.

Day 14: I could have died tonight.

2008-05-16T19:55:00.001-05:00

It's currently raining outside--the red sort of rain that happens right before sunset when the sun is low in the sky and barely filtering through the clouds. It smells like summer.

Day 13: Fatshionista

2008-05-15T21:07:00.000-05:00

Sometimes I think I have the most amazing fashion sense in the world.

No, really!

Day 12: There's a ghost in me.

2008-05-14T21:07:00.002-05:00

For some reason, I think I just really really like taking pictures of the sky.

And I also really really like this Ladytron song.

Day 11: omg shoez

2008-05-13T13:33:00.003-05:00

Blue, pink, orange and yellow polka-dot wedge heals.

They're pretty uncomfortable, but they were cheap so it's not like I bought $80 shoes that I have to suffer through wearing all the time to get my money's worth. Just, now I have a pair of shoes that are more summer-y so I can wear them with my brighter clothing.

Home today. I'm fine, but my mom isn't. Steph will be driving her down to urgent care at some point soon, I believe.

Day 10: A Hostile Environment

2008-05-12T17:34:00.001-05:00

Day 9: Election Inequality

2008-05-11T22:59:00.000-05:00

Day 8: Furniture Shopping

2008-05-10T23:29:00.000-05:00

New bedside table. Now I need a lamp.

Day 7: Evil Cats

2008-05-09T22:11:00.002-05:00

At the moment I have this face cleanser on that makes my skin feel like it's made out of stone. Like if I were to smile, my head would shatter into a million pieces. It's kind of crazy. And uncomfortable.

Day 6: Eating Babies

2008-05-08T21:57:00.001-05:00

Ed Westwick is a sexy motherfucker.

Day 5: Melancholy Day

2008-05-07T17:58:00.001-05:00

Day 4: Sleeping at the Office

2008-05-06T23:04:00.002-05:00

Today, some things were fixed, some things felt like they fell apart, I drank lots of tea, ate cupcakes, and watched the best Gossip Girl episode of the season. I don't think I've ever been so ecstatic about a character coming out of the closet before in my life.

Day 3: Work

2008-05-05T17:26:00.002-05:00

The view from the parking ramp we use every day on the way home from work. It was truly a glorious site today. Work felt like it lasted days over a year.

Day 2: Bookstore

2008-05-04T17:49:00.000-05:00

Day 1: Festival of Nations

2008-05-03T22:42:00.000-05:00