bouncebouncebouncebouncebounce.

good things are coming my way.

oh yes.

oh yes they are.

good things.

bouncebouncebounce.

Food poisoning = THUMBS DOWN.

that is all.

I had a fairly successful interview at Venus & Mars. I am waiting for her to call me. I am choosing to interpret that as a goods thing, on the second interview I get to prove that I can dress appropriately for the store (my "interview" clothing is far too... not what we're going for.) and I can do it. So I'm waiting. It's going to happen. I want it.

I have recently cleaned out my closet. So I now own 1 (one) pair of plastic pants, 1 (one) pair of PJ pants and 1 (one) pair of regular hoboing around strappy pants, 3 (three) very awesome skirts, 1 (one) long skirt and a small collection of really nerdy t-shirts.

Suffice it to say, if it snows, I'm boned.

But I look very pretty in my skirts?

I have a job interview with Venus & Mars. (dance.) I have a job interview with Venus & Mars. (dance) I have a job interview with Venus & Mars. (dance.) What the hell am I going to wear?

rawr. I am sick. I had the worst sleep ever. I woke up and I was just in pain. Like my entire head and face. So I got up, took some advil, went back to bed and sort of fell asleep. I'd wake up every so often because I was cold or hot of hurting.

So I totally skipped class today. I feel bad, but I'd like to not share my disease with my classmates.

Also, did you know there's a Pride Parade in Denmark? I wanna go.

wooo. first day volunteering at Grimoire's. didn't accidentally set the place on fire. dusted like whoa. sold something! got to work the debit machine. exciiiiting. i get to go again next Friday. hoorah. (if you live in the Vancouver-Burnaby-New West-type area, and are free next Friday from 3 to 7, you should come visit me. oh. and makea purchase. yeeees.)

um. am conteplating quitting school and getting a job with the government so I can grow up and move out and get a house and stuff. maybe. i mean, what the hell am i going to do with a BFA anyway? i still want it. i just want other stuff more. but. yeah. i am toddling through the labyrinth of being my age. hopefully it will all work out.

bleh.

i don't really have much to say. this is about the part of the conversation where I get all depressed and just sort of stare blankly into space. i think i'll go write or draw or something.

in another act of general brainlessness I washed my good pants (read my Only Pants) with my art textbook still in the pocket. So I am now down a book.

On the plus side I've already read it and it was only 15 dollars.

But I still lost a book. And now my pants are covered in bits of paper.

1. Open your unsorted images folder, or if you don't have one, any other images folder.
2. I will give you a letter.
3. Find the first three images that begin with that letter, and post them, whatever they are. Give the name they're saved under.

"excelheart.jpg"



"edgey.gif"



"eyes.jpg"

my passport!

it is home!

yay!

thank yous are due to Jen-Jen (who found it) and the Fae (who returned it)

happy time!

Dragons = Awesome.
Fall off a cliff mid-meditation and being caught = Also Awesome.

In short, my evening = Awesome.