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It’s been raining here for what feels like forever (it’s been 8 days or so). We Atlantans were getting a little depressed. And by we, I mean me and some of my school and Twitter friends. We’ve been depressed and complaining about it to each other.
We’re over it!
And since I can’t seem to get to bed before 3 am (damn you youtube!) I usually look at how the sun is shining into my room to see what time it is when I open my eyes in the morning. Before 9, sleep on, after 9, get up because I assume my mom thinks I’m lazy for lying in bed for so long because she doesn’t know I stay up all night watching weird videos online. My point is, the rain has made this impossible. Especially when it’s really dark and horrible outside all day. And thundery. Boo.
As you may know, no one in Atlanta can drive. And the rain makes it worse. Imagine everyone going over 80, no blinkers, merging without looking and self-righteous driving with a thunder storm. Nightmare.
Today, my friends, the sun is shining. When I woke up, the sun was out and I thought it was after 10am, so I jumped up, but it was only 8:45. Maybe I’m not as good at sun time telling as I thought. Maybe I’m just out of practice. Today’s going to be lovely. A little vitamin D goes a long way. (Not to mention today is our only oasis from the rain. It’s storms for the rest of the week)
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I don’t know about you, but I’m totally addicted to my phone. I’m constantly checking Twitter and Facebook and commenting away on every single little thing that’s going on. Like this:
Who cares that I’m ordering school books, I’ll tell you. Me. And that’s it. Because they’re expensive.
So, I decided to unplug for TWO WHOLE DAYS. No phone (because texting is out of control and it’s making my life unmanageable. FAY), no Facebook and no Twitter. I had to use my computer to complete school assignments so I couldn’t completely unplug everything. But, while on the computer, I disabled my messenger so I couldn’t get distracted by it.
I gave the people I talk to regularly the phone number for the land line and encouraged them to contact me by calling if they needed anything. Shockingly, my one friend who texts me about 100 times a day (seriously, I’m not exaggerating) didn’t call at all. I guess those messages just aren’t that important.
The weird thing is that I kept thinking of random things I needed to tweet, like “These crackers taste weird” “Chico is being bossy” “It’s freezing in here.” Stupid.
Something amazing happened. I realized I can live without my phone! OMG. I didn’t know I could. No texting, facebook, twitter, whatever and I survived. (And I didn’t get in a horrible car accident where I wasn’t able to call 911. It’s a fear of mine.) I lived even though I couldn’t constantly connect with everyone I know.
But, as soon as I turned the phone back on I was stuck to it again immediately. Checking texts, Facebook and Twitter for the last two days. I think I stared at the screen for 2 whole hours and I was with friends. I missed the point here somehow.
Well, I have been on some interesting dates lately. Very interesting.
The one I’m going to tell you about started off well. He’s a writer, I’m a writer. Cool. He wants to be the voice of our generation. A little weird and intense, but whatever. Then he revealed he has no car. I swear people with no cars just flock to me. Chico’s dad didn’t have a car. After a year and a half of that, I just can’t deal. At the time of the date, I was like, ok, no car. We’ll just see how this goes, I’m already out here. Then he told me I was beautiful, which is always nice to hear. Until he told me about ten more times. Like, “You’re so pretty” “You’re so beautiful” and on and on and on. After awhile, the desperation begins oozing out, I know I’m no model.
Then he started on the, “I really like you” “I’m soooooo glad we met.” Also, nice to hear, but only say it once. At the tenth time, I was like, I need to get out of here.
He also insisted on reading a passage from a book to me out loud. A few pages worth. I insisted he stop, I was feeling uncomfortable at this point, but he refused and said he wanted me to hear it. Did I mention he started in the middle of the book? Even if I had been interested, I would’ve had no idea what was going on in the story.
He wanted to shake on “Giving it the college try.” Like, let’s give a relationship a college try. I don’t even know what that means. And a handshake? Seriously? I should’ve left right then, but being the type that wants to please and feeling confused, I was just like, whatever.
Then, THEN he asked me to be his girlfriend. On the FIRST. DATE. Yes. After which he told me he wants to hang out with me every day and he couldn’t wait to see me again and did I want to come over and watch movies the next day.
It was intense, ya’ll.
Here are days 5 & 6 in order. They are both for beer packaging. One is a drawing for it and one is for research of cool packaging.
It’s back on! The best show on TV right now (I’m not sure if I even believe this, but I really, really, really like it). My best group of lady friends and I got together and had a little soiree to celebrate the occasion (did you know there’s only one s in this word?). It was great, we watched the season finale from last season and the first episode from this season. I can’t wait until next week!
Here are some pictures from the party. Mary, the hostess, really went above and beyond. And yes, the jello molds were unbelievable.
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Did you watch? What did you think?
So. There is this girl from school. I’ve talked to her a few times in passing. We’ve mostly discussed how tired we are and how ridiculous studio week is. Apparently, she’s a sarcastic bitch, just like me, and wants to be friends. This is how she told me. (This took my way to long to make. I don’t know if I’m getting my money’s worth out of design school.)
And then there was a lot of other inappropriateness over direct messaging that I can’t share. Or, I could, but I’m not going to.
This took my like 3 hours to make and then load into wordpress so you can see the whole thing and read it if you squint. You’re welcome.
Have you ever fell into a song and not been able to get out? That totally happened to me last night (and still today and probably tomorrow, too. I jumped on the Christina Perri bandwagon and that song “Arms” is just so good. I listened to it all the way home from school last night (about 45 minutes) 
and sang really loudly (appropriate adverb usage? Not sure). Most of her songs are about recovering from a debilitating break up (been there), but this one is about finding someone who understands and works to break down her walls (your, my?). And I really like it and relate to it (about having the walls mostly). I’m going to go ahead and admit that the last time I got stuck in a song it was Katy Perry’s “Hot n’ Cold” and I emailed it to this dude I was seeing. With the line, “This is how you make me feel.” I’m just going to let that sink in for a sec…
Yeah, so, that’s embarrassing. But, in the 45 minutes of listening to the song and feeling sad about being single, I remembered I’m choosing to be single right now. Trying to do the right thing for myself. I was in a very brief relationship a couple of weeks ago. On my birthday, I realized I haven’t been single on my birthday
since I turned 15. I’m 27. And, that got me thinking about how I compartmentalize my life by which guy I was with at the time, like, “Oh, that happened in 20__, and I remember that because (insert generic hipster boy name) and I were sitting on the couch…” And the guy I ended the relationship with is a great guy. It’s simply not the next right thing for me now. Because I need more time to learn to love myself. I’m getting there. I just need more time and I forget to love myself when I’m in relationships (which also needs to change). Then I started thinking about ex’s that aren’t so bad now in hindsight and email–then I realized I needed to get it together and step away from the email. That got me back into the song and the walls and me thinking about finding “that person” (let’s face it, it doesn’t exist, life is hard sometimes. It isn’t always running through the field singing “The Hills Are Alive”) who will want to break down my walls and…and…
I don’t want walls that need to be broken down. I don’t have to be broken anymore. I feel broken, in the sense of a broken toy, you know, damaged. I don’t want that for myself anymore. And that’s why I need this time to be single and heal and not consider myself damaged goods (like Sylvia Plath in The Bell Jar. Things didn’t turn out so great for her. Oven). I’ve never allowed myself that.
So, I’m giving myself at least 6 months of being single with no, absolutely NO dating. There is definitely a challenge ahead of me because my go to when I’m hurting is to rope some dude in (I’m laying down the lasso, haha). I want to get some kind of jewelry symbolizing this change in me considering I’ve never done anything like this before. And I’m excited and scared. Maybe a rope ring or something. Or pendant.
P.S. I would love to hear from you guys…I miss your comments
Part two is solely focused on William and Kate etsy items. While I love etsy and it’s helped me make a good deal of money, the dregs of the crafting world have come out in full force to peddle their wares. And, it’s awesome. Without further ado…
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This is cute, but why? Why would anyone want this? It’s not your wedding.
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This one verges on creepy. Wait, I take that back, it’s just plain creepy. I kind of want to see if the picture really doesn’t come off with use, but not enough to actually buy this soap. These would make cute favors for wedding guests, but not for the average American who is just obsessed with the wedding.
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Someone spent a lot of time and energy painting these and they don’t look anything like the royal couple. Not to mention people generally don’t want portraits of strangers in their houses.
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Really? Really?
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The design is so cute, but why?!! Wait, I know why…’sigh’…capitalism
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W. T. F. You holding your own ceremony, person who bought this? Are you dressing up, as well?
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Weird.
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This is a hodgepodge of whatever crap this designer found at the bottom of her junk draw, she strung them onto a string then printed out some Windsor family pictures off of Google. Really, like picture is giving me a head ache.
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I really want to know if someone buys this.
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I just keeps getting better.
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For sanity’s sake and my personal wellbeing, I hope this was made by a machine.
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What the hell is this?
How many of you are getting up at the ass crack of dawn to watch the wedding? Don’t be shy, we all have our guilty pleasures.
In case you aren’t paying attention to anything, the royal wedding is coming up on Friday. Prince William is finally getting married to that girl he’s been shacking up with for the past 5 (4?) years. And, much to my mother’s dismay, Kate isn’t having to go through the 6 months of tests to prove her virginity like Diana did. (I’m all like, “They’ve been living together, she’s obviously not a virgin,” to which my mom replies with an eye roll)
Anyways, there are a barrage of amazing products commemorating this special day. Here are a few of the best:
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Nothing says, “Welcome to my home” like plates with strangers’ faces. And their wedding date. Actually, if you see this in someones’s house, they probably also have lamps made of skin, Ted Bundy style.
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Seriously? These are SO creepy. Like, I wouldn’t be able to sleep in the same room with them. ’shudder’
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These are a little weird when it’s your own kids (or me and my brother on my mom’s fridge) but I get the whole framing the family thing. This is just a red flag that the person who has it must have some kind of mental disorder (I have mental disorders, so it’s all good) (no, I don’t have the magnet). It’s a magnet by the way.
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Have they actually sold any of these? I can’t find any data on the first search page of google. If you know something, tell me! I must know if people actually have this in their homes.
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I hear the glass doll eyes follow you around the room.
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Now when you’re getting it on with your special someone, you’ll be reminded of the royal couple right before the big moment. This may be a good or bad thing for you, either way, condoms? I guess people no longer have taste.
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For the small price of $19.99, you can own a cheap and complete rip off of a priceless heirloom. Yay capitalism!
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The weirdest thing about these is you know it’s not mostly little girls playing with these.
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I feel bad hating this because I know this commission made some sculptor’s year and they are lovely, although Kate looks like this woman I used to work with, but candle extinguishers?! Really? This product is just shocking. Ok, the paper dolls, I can see that, the condoms…okay…but this?
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Now you & your family and friends can take your pills in style while remembering those royal we hold so close.
Stay tuned for part 2! Will and Kate take over Etsy!
School is back in! Starting yesterday. I like my new schedule and I don’t think I’m going to have to cut paper all quarter! Whoopie! After 2 weeks of mostly laying in my bed watching The Office and Weeds while lying under my heated blanket with Chico, it was nice to have been a little productive. And I missed my new friends. After we paid for the quarter (highway robbery!!) we headed to Piedmont Park to lie in the sun and get reacquainted. After tons of rain and cold days here in Atlanta, it was gorgeous out! I forgot how nice it is to just be out in the sun breathing in the air. ’sigh’
Like a good blogger, I took a bunch of pictures from my spot in the shade.
Adorable art school friends K and R. Sharing secrets (not really) and laughing.
K and A playing frisbee. I used to have legs like that.
K and Asa. Asa has a really cool leash. Although they didn’t meet, I think he and Chico will make great friends.
R was making an awesome sinister/devious face (he’s really good at those and he also specializes in ‘you’re so stupid’ faces) and I asked him to make the face again for this photo and this is what I got. So…I’m not sure what kind of face this is.
It was a wonderful way to start the quarter, especially now that we’re at the beginning and don’t have assignments to freak out about yet.
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