i've been reading too much Hyperbole and a Half and felt compelled (bored by the basketball game) and decided to draw a self portrait. in paint. with explanations.







Princess needs a hobby.

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i know its all hipster and whatever to like Radiohead, but what i've heard of the new album blows my mind. i think this is my new favorite song and video of all time hands down end of story. i want to put thom yorke on a shelf and carry him around to sing when i need to put something into words. one day i'm going to set my life to radiohead songs. then you will understand.

i had a good day but i'm now very cranky.

yesterday for the holiday i enjoyed it the best way i know how: napping and watching crap tv. i'm fairly certain that i slept over half of the day. and i talked to mom and asked her why we were never allowed to watch Roseanne bc its a very good show. all she said was 'i didnt like it.' this is not a good answer! i didnt like broccoli with cheese but i surely remember SOMEONE having to sit at the table until nine pm bc i refused to eat it. (note: i ate it. it was horrible and i still feel bitter about this moment.)

we had our performance reviews at work and i think i successfully made myself look good. they asked me if there were any college courses or other classes i wanted to take, so i rattled off a bunch of different stuff. if i can get work to pay for it, you better believe i'm going to take it. they asked how i felt about law school, and i answered honestly that i have no desire to do that. i'd rather take geology classes and play in the dirt.

this weekend is the lady gaga concert in pburgh and i am most excited. i know her music isnt everyone's cup of tea, but i think she's entertaining. i appreciate her brand of batshit crazy and recognize it as my own. i dont think i will be sporting a meat dress or anything, but i am hoping to find some glitter and sparkles.

i dont know if you had ice last night in your part of the neighborhood, but when i woke up this morning, my car looked like a glazed doughnut. luckily the stranger called and woke me up early to let me know i'd have to go let my car heat up for half a century. i had to pour hot water on my door to even get it open, and then when i came back out later to attempt to scrape the quarter inch of ice off, i forgot that i had poured water, which had thus frozen infront of the door, and i smacked into the car. it was a wonderful way to start the morning. (sarcasms)

starting next week i have to go to pburgh for work a couple times a month. the upside of this is the office is a hop skip and a jump from the malllllll. and also food and hotel paid for. princess like this, bc princess hates that drive.

i have nothing important to say. i'm sorry my life is so boring lately.

lovelove

the life update

you all know me well enough at this point to know that my whole world outlook has been better with these last few sunny days. just a few minutes in the sunshine makes crankypants mcgooo melt away.however, my sadness for humanity has taken over. two things that have nearly made me curl up in a ball and sob are seeing an old man eat alone in a restaurant (i always create some heartbreaking story in my mind that the lone person's husband/wife/partner/whatever has died and now they have to eat alone) and seeing a bball ticket scalper with no legs sit in his wheelchair on the sidewalk of patteson drive try to hussle some money. these things break my heart and i want to scoop them up and bring them home with me.

but the sunshine. it brings a side of hope.

so i think we've found a new apartment that satisfies all our needs (washer and dryer, more bedrooms, etc etc). the complex is brand new, so new that some of the units arent even finished, which works in our favor as we finalize our decisions. i like it bc its closer to work for me but still in a quiet part of town, and it has a fireplace that you can guarantee i will nap often in front of. i just have no desire to pack and move for the billionth time. especially with the stranger who's idea of moving is throw everything away bc we dont need it in the first place. for a sentimentalist (read: hoarder) this drives me batshit crazy. so this move, it might be a battle.

this weekend i have successfully made 60+ bars of honey almond and lavender soap. i only really burnt myself once, which i call a success. next up is beeswax lipbalm. i'm all over this stuff. i love doing it but i dont think i could do it for a living. i like buying shoes too much.

also, i bought yellow heels to wear for laura's wedding. you read that right. me. yellow. heels. crazysauce.

also, i've started reading david sedaris and i dont know where he his work has been all my life.

it's time for my mid-morning sunday nap. followed by my post-lunch nap, afternoon nap, and evening rest. hey. i can be a bum today, i get a paid holiday tomorrow to actually pretend to be productive. :)

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I created my own perfume on there the other day, you take a sort of self evaluation quiz thingy and it's blended specially just for you. I thought it was gimmicky but I had a gift certificate, and holy balls it smells good. It smells clean, if that makes sense. It made me feel le happy and didn't give me a headache like most perfumes do.




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When we were little and aunt Beth and uncle Larry lived on the other side of town hill, they poured a tiny patch of concrete for me, Michael, and Laura to put our hand prints in. At the time I thought this was the most amazing thing on the planet earth. I haven't thought about this in years until I dreamed about it last night, that we had to go back over there and save the handprints bc the people who lived there now were going to destroy them.

Now I really want to go home and see if I can get some strangers to let me dig up their flowerbed area and have my handprints.




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Call me a cheeseball if you will, but for valentines day I just wanted to take a minute to tell all of you that I love you, I appreciate you, and I am thankful for you. You've been there for me through good and bad, and I don't think I could be in the good place I'm in, physically, spiritually, and emotionally without the people that surround me.

I hope you all have a great day and remember you are loved.




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