Friday, September 26, 2008
PSA: Why this Election Matters.
This election is too important, and has too much at stake, to not check your facts. I'm not going to say much more because there are many people, much more eloquent than myself, who have spoken on all the topics ranging from Choice to taxes. Just make sure you're taking the time to read it for yourself, and see what the bottom line really is. I'm very much looking forward to tonight's Presidential Debate -- I'll be hanging onto every word, and I hope you are too.Labels: daily
Thursday, September 25, 2008
Wii!!
Ryan brought home a new Wii last night. He found the last lonely one sitting on the store shelves, looking at him with its big, bright watery eyes and he couldn't resist it. "You never see one in the store," he reasoned to me when he revealed its shiny white hardware last night. "I said to myself, if it's still here after I get back from the DVD section, then I'm taking it!"
And that is how we welcomed home our new little Wii, aptly named Danger. What's with all the electronic objects being named nowadays? Are they taking the place of little training pets, i.e. goldfish & hamsters, in modern childhood? We haven't any games yet, so we spent a good portion of last night (til 2am!) playing Wii boxing & bowling & golf. I can't wait to get a second controller and Mario Party (!!!) this weekend, so that I can convince friends to make the trek up again. Whee!!Labels: daily
Tuesday, September 23, 2008
Fall Blitz
Yesterday was such a media blitz in my little corner of the world. All the books I ordered last week came in the mail, along with the little extra I threw in for myself (the Sex and the City movie). I thoroughly enjoyed the 12 extra minutes - mostly spent with all the girls modeling Carrie's tacktastic '80s wardrobe. When I got home, three new magazines were waiting for me in the mail: Nylon, Martha Stewart Living & Domino. Zooey Deschanel is on the cover of Nylon, which made my day. I love Fall! So many good, new things to look forward to!
So today, I've gotta go for a run after work to make up for planting my ass on the couch for four hours straight, between watching SATC & the three hour long Heroes extravaganza last night. Run & draw: those are my orders for the day.Labels: daily
Sunday, July 27, 2008
Today I:
+ had a vegetarian bowl at Chipotle
+ saw Hellboy II: The Golden Army
+ picked up some groceries
+ cleaned out our fridge
+ hacked up a watermelon
+ made a fruit salad with aforementioned watermelon
+ listened to this week's Splendid Table podcast
+ worked on my Ringmaster painting
+ watched Hellboy while painting
+ had sushi for dinner
+ read a lot of style blogs
+ lost a bet with Ryan over who would win The Next Food Network Star
+ contemplated a coverlet for the couch
+ bought the perfect pair of wedge heels
+ cried for half an hour after watching this
Even the simple things are worth noting.Labels: daily, lists
Monday, June 16, 2008
Best Laid Plans
A conversation around 2 am last night:
Me: Let's turn the tv off and just read tomorrow night. Or you know, draw.
R: Okay, that sounds good.
Me: Well, except for when we make dinner and eat. But after that...
R: Definitely after that.
(pause to reflect smugly on our ability to turn off the tube)
Me: Oh wait! Bones and House are on tomorrow night!
R: Okay, Tuesday night, then. Tuesday, we'll read.
Me: Okay, sounds good.Labels: daily
Sunday, June 08, 2008
Sundays are my favorite.
Especially when spent doing a light load of laundry, eating cookies I made last night, taking in Kara Walker's show, reading the Sunday news, napping liberally, starting a painting, and watching The Next Food Network Star. I guess I'm ready to start the week, though I'd much rather just be a big homebody right now.Labels: daily, photolog
Monday, May 19, 2008
Performance Artists, Clowns, Serial Killers.
 Woke up with a big fat crush on Michael Cera this morning. Yes, even bigger than the requisite, and yes I know he's 19. I think it was a culmination of my weekend reading, including Bust's interview with Diablo Cody and the Missbehave blurb in which the writer desperately seeks Cera. My love for him only multiplied when I learned that he is dating Charlyne Yi; hooray one of my own kind! But after a little IMDB & Wikipedia-ing, I read that she is not only the stoner chick in Knocked Up, but also a performance artist. Ugh. I've been emotionally scarred by performance artists daylighting as horrendous college instructors and Miranda July, so my crush has been, well, crushed. They rank up there with clowns and serial killers.
In other news, I am so totally bummed cause after baking that Florida Pie yesterday, our oven broke down. We didn't even realize it until after the homemade pizza was assembled and ready to bake at 10 o'clock last night. Totally sucked. Toaster oven to the rescue, for now.Labels: crushes, daily
Sunday, May 18, 2008
Sunday in Florida
I love Sundays. Especially a nice, blank slate of one that I have all to myself. I didn't do anything exciting, but I got a lot done (which is very exciting to me): paid the bills, swept, vacuumed, put everything back in its place, washed the couch covers (!), and cleaned out my shoe closet. The last two I've been wanting to do FOREVER. I now have a big Anthropologie bag of shoes to drop off at the Goodwill, or perhaps take to Crossroads if I get motivated. It's hard to be motivated when it's just shy of 100 degrees here in L.A. though. The morning's background noise was provided by Ziegfield Follies and a marathon of Top Chef.
Then I spent the rest of the afternoon making Florida Pie from Dorie Greenspan's Baking: from my home to yours. I checked it out from the library, and man do I love this baking book! No wonder there's an online baking group dedicated to her. I would join if I could commit to baking every Tuesday, but for me baking needs to stay whimsy.
The pie was really good, perfect for a hot spring day such as today. There's a lot of coconut in it though, which I'm not a huge fan of but I didn't want to deviate on first bake, so I went with it. I'd probably either go with half the amount of coconut in the cream at the bottom, or create some coconut milk substitute (cause I love coconut milk!) I also used a regular crust instead of the called-for graham cracker crust just because I had one around already. Now to enjoy this with tall glasses of icy water to wait the heat out. Have a wonderful Sunday, friends!Labels: daily, foodie call
Thursday, January 24, 2008
It starts in my toes & I crinkle my nose...
Do you ever have those cycles where it feels like you just have tons of inspiration waiting for your attention? Piling up for your attention, literally? I've got to find a better way to keep track of the articles I love in magazines, other than dog-earring the corner and moving on. February is a very lovely month for magazines, btw. I'm especially engrossed in Martha Stewart Living, with its fantastic "How To Do Anything" section.
On the plane over the weekend, I read cover-to-cover Bust and Real Simple. Gina & I ate our way through Baltimore, including a trip to The Great Sage and a wonderful tapas restaurant. We also visited the National Aquarium in Baltimore, which includes an indoor rain forest and Australia (and far too many sticky, screaming kids running around on the holiday weekend). The cold was almost suffocating, despite the sunny blue skies. I suppose I'm just a thin-blooded, southern California born and bred brat, however the recent storms would suggest otherwise.
I'm sort of bummed that it's going to be raining all weekend, since R & I are taking a mini-break up the coast & staying at a beachside inn for our two year anniversary. But that will make it more of an adventure, stomping in puddles in Solvang and San Luis Obispo along the way. Two years. My goodness.
There's so much more to say about what's happening, friends, but I'm going to go do things instead of talking about doing them. So I'll be back when spec scripts, sketchbooks, paintings, secret projects, & portfolios are in motion. xo
P.S. Can Project Runway stop being a goddamn ad every episode? I'm not too bummed Victorya went home, & actually kind of thrilled that Ricky finally won. Those tears were not for naught!
P.P.S. Happy Birthday to my little brother Michael, who turns a legal 18 today! You better watch out because now you'll actually be held accountable for all the trouble you get into!Labels: daily
Monday, January 14, 2008
To Make, To Be, To Breathe.
Get up slowly. Stretch. Sit in bed. Inhale deep breaths. Expand your lungs. Relax before the day even begins. Scratch off one of your resolutions (or three). Feel better.
Beginning the year again.Labels: daily
Tuesday, January 01, 2008
Start Fresh.
Happy New Year, friends! I love the first few days of the new year, where you get goosebumps from the prospect of starting over and actually achieving all the things you've wanted to do in a measure of time -- even if nothing really has significantly changed except a page turn of the calendar. If only every midnight hour could invoke such fresh inspiration, motivation and cheer!
So I'm going to spend the last day of my vacation doing my favorite things: going to the movies, reading leisurely, cooking, playing with Lucy, and chilling like ice cream filling with Ryan. Though I can't say that I'm looking forward to work again tomorrow (in fact, I'm in utter denial until 9AM tomorrow), I'm very much excited about the chance to start fresh with a list of resolutions in 2008. You know how much I love lists.
Here are some of my resolutions, because The Secret says* to put what you want out into the universe and you'll get it, or something to that extent right?
1. Write a short story a week.
2. Run 3x a week and start a weekly yoga practice.
3. Read 23 books.
4. Draw every day (& finish my Illustration Certificate)
5. Make a dress & start refashioning my own clothes.
6. Study for & take the GREs
7. Release a chapbook.
8. Submit to at least 3 literary magazines.
9. Build & cultivate friendships & relationships with family.
10. Keep painting!
11. Write & complete a first draft of novel.
12. Spend wisely & learn about investing.
There are 17 in total, but I'm keeping some under wraps until I'm ready to reveal them. Always good to hold some readers in suspense, right?
Now I'm out to make Nigella's Sesame Peanut Noodles from Nigella Express, which was among many books generously given to me for Christmas.
*I haven't actually read The Secret, so don't quote me or even believe me on this.Labels: daily, lists, resolutions
Saturday, December 08, 2007
Pho Winter.
It's raining and winter-like here in Los Angeles. Which calls for cozy weekends in, making soups, baking pies, and watching those quiet, serious indie films that I'm never in the mood for during summer & spring. Tonight called for trying a vegetarian pho recipe (it was wonderful), an amazing pecan pie, and watching Winter Passing & season 7 of Gilmore Girls. Tomorrow, I'm going to a few flea markets in hopes of finding some fun clothes, such as an extra long grey cardigan a la Carrie Bradshaw in the new SATC film.
Hope you're having a wonderful weekend, I can't wait to show you all the work and crafts I've been working on for the holidays. We're cozying up here.Labels: daily
Tuesday, November 13, 2007
Natural Selection
After nurturing a sore throat from last Tuesday that has since evolved into a whopping cough and possibly pneumonia (that's the disease where you have liquid filling up your lungs, right?), I'm onto you, Natural Selection. Perhaps my scrappy lineage and hardy Chinese stock has gotten me this far on genetics alone, but I swear I will outlive and outsmart this cold before flying to Denver for Thanksgiving. Because by heavens you can ruin my days in the office, days at workshop trainings and days at agency trainings, but I will not have ANY OF THIS ON VACATION.
This may be the first time I've been this sick for this long in awhile -- probably a good wake up call to s-l-o-w-d-o-w-n and take care of myself. So I will spend the evening (after running errands to the library and Kinko's and walking the dog) reading my new magazine (see below), preparing to send my holiday card to the printers, carefully drinking tea (I've burned my tongue in several places already) and covering some candles with Martha Stewart's ultra fine glitter. Because this is what I do when I'm relaxing, OKAY?
If I didn't have a boyfriend to consider, my apartment would look something akin to Amy Sedaris' whimsical loft in New York. The colors! The cake stands! The fake meat! I'm a little sad that the first issue of House & Garden that I buy will also be the last issue published. Isn't that how it goes?Labels: daily
Friday, September 28, 2007
Where Does The Time Go?
Every evening after I get home from work/tutoring, my life looks something like this:
6-6:30: Walk Lucy
6:30-7:30: Wash dishes from last night/this morning, baking something (see banana bread, above), make dinner, make sure Lucy eats her dinner (she's very prissy about eating).
7:30-8:00: Clean, sweep, wipe down, lint-roll the apartment.
8:00-9:00: Check personal email, catch up on personal email, calendars, accounts, bills, write in journal, etc. while the TV is on the background (for catching up on shows and news, see).
9-10:30: Draw, make lists of all the things I need to do/remember, make Ryan dinner.
10:30-11:30: Sit & catch up with Ryan while he has dinner.
11:30 - 12: Take Lucy for a nice long walk together.
12 - 1am: a black hole of time filled with either last-minute things for tomorrow or time spent cleaning.
Occasionally cleaning gets shoved to another day so that I can go running with Annie, and usually once a week I get out and see a friend or two after work. I really admire the people out there who can do all this AND have children AND have active social lives (do these people exist?)
Perhaps I need to learn to shove more aside, as here's what I'd like to be doing each day after work: one hour of each: reading, writing, drawing, painting.
I used to feel guilty about not going out to parties/bars as much as I should be in this time of my life, but with age, I've finally come to realize that I don't really give an f- about other people and what they think. There is so much I want to do in this life that I can't spend half of my life spending all my money at bars and the other half dragging through the day like a bloated paunchy sorry sack of crap.
Instead of spending all that time feeling bad about myself and my sub-par social life, I learned to really crave and love and covet-all-Gollum-like the nights and time I get to myself (and with Ryan around). Perhaps this has made me a rather anti-social creature, and no one will come to my birthday parties or funeral, but goddammit if I'm not going to love my own little world.
Feeling guilt-free in any small aspect of my life is a wonderful thing. Now if I could just take control of my time after work and delicately balanced social life, and actually use it on the things I want to spend all my time on -- making my way into an artistic and literary life.Labels: daily, growing up
Monday, June 18, 2007
Alright Already, We'll All Float On
Non sequitur entry by category for your reading pleasure:
- The Weekend. Despite starting off the weekend crappily (see entry below), I actually had a pretty pleasant time. I paid all my car bills, had brunch at the Lazy Daisy next door as I got my smog checked, watched Knocked Up which was as good as the hype, drew my self-portrait in pencil then in Illustrator (honestly, drawing and painting it in real life is SO MUCH easier and more artistically intuitive than on Illustrator), had Father's Day brunch with my family, and I had my usual quarter-life crisis case of the Sunday nights. We decided to go down to San Diego next weekend, when Ryan's mom will be visiting, and also when more of my friends will be in town. Which left me very happy to not be on a four hour drive. I love easy, lazy weekends.
- Waitress. I realized I never raved about Waitress. There were all these plans to dedicate a whole entry to Waitress and my new pie obsession (that appears to be subsequently squelched by my first experience with bitter Key Lime Pie). I loved Waitress. It was adorable and poppy and dark and smart and heart-wrenching and true; I nearly cried through the whole entire film and I never do that! The film was amazing, and I think what really kicked me while I was down was that I heard an interview with Andy Griffith on NPR a month before the film came out, and they were discussing (the director & writer) Adrienne Shelly's murder and how she had stated before in interviews that this film was a love letter to her 3-year-old daughter. Yeah, my heart was pretty much a pile of disintegrated sparkles.
- Grocery shopping. Now I just want to go grocery shopping and make myself a bunch of great lunches and dinners for the week with the new/old food processor I got from my mom. This is a good thing as last week we were suffering a severe case of the food ennui. Thanks to Flickr groups like Veggie Dinner Plate, Vegetarian Times' website, and Vegan Lunchbox. Do you have any foodie sites you'd like to share?Labels: daily, films
Friday, June 08, 2007
The Freakin' Weekend
I am so HAPPY it is the weekend! This past week has been insane at work, knocking my personal life out of whack because of irregular rhythms, which are not all bad, but I am definitely appreciating a break from work. Now if only I could plan out a decent mini-break for the summer so I can really take a break...
Professionally, though it has been a draining week, it has also been fantastic in that I landed my first proposal! So now that I've earned my keep at work, and feel adequately safe on the streets of LA now that Paris Hilton is behind bars once again...I have a bunch of things I want to do this weekend in celebration. CELEBRATION OF FUN! With last weekend all cooped up indoors because of Ryan's cold, and this past crazy work week, I am ready to be reckless and actually relax.
Things I want to do this weekend:
- go to a karaoke bar!
- go to the Museum of Jurassic Technology!
- read out in the sun (with 55 SPF on, of course)!
- shop SJP's new line Bitten!
- finish reading a book!
- illustrate things & play with my scanner!
- decadent breakfast at Urth!
- see Waitress & Paprika!
Out of all the creative advice books, the most important thing to note would be to SEPARATE your creative work time from your relaxation time (which might actually include creative work). I know it's hard for me to sit down and read a magazine or book without feeling guilty that I should be writing a short story or doodling in my sketchbook, which is the WORST FEELING EVER since now something fun seems like WORK.
RELAX YOUR WEEKENDS, friends. I just bought a new vintage dress from Wasteland and popped a multi-vitamin; I'm ready to rock.Labels: daily, lists
Tuesday, May 29, 2007
Reasons Not To See Pirates of the Carribean: At World's End
So I snuck a real break in yesterday, a lost day if you will, both from work/the world and this blog/the internet. I took a real nap on the futon, read, went to a park and fed ducks, ate pizza, and made the unfortunate decision to go see Pirates of the Carribean: At World's End. Sure, I knew it was going to be 3 hours long, which is also as long as a good road trip so I got the snacks and went to the bathroom before we buckled in for the ride, etc. And it was all that you'd expect $50 gajillion dollars can buy in special effects, cameos and plotlines.
But then this morning I had this crazy awful dream that my left hand was infected with an excessive growth of polyps which I was convinced I could only get rid of by popping each pus-filled bubble in a pool. I woke up still hazy and gazing at my hand as if it were a foreign object. I also woke up with a strong, repulsive hate and anger towards a guy I used to be involved with and hadn't spoken to in YEARS, and revelation that I could do no more work on a novel that's been sitting dormant for a year.
All I'm saying is that I'm convinced the polyps were because of the mollusks and marine life growing on the bodies of many of the characters in Pirates 3. Ugh, gross, shiver!
Maybe I should get to actually writing fiction again, instead of making up excuses, even in my subconscious life, not to.
In more relevant, possibly more interesting news, I'm planning a week of practicing being an Artist in the Office, inspired by Summer Pierre's zine that I'm eagerly anticipating in my mailbox sometime this week. I'll be documenting my practices around here!Labels: daily, films
Monday, May 21, 2007
Overcast mornings, sunny by the afternoon.
I find the weather forecast metaphorical for mood shifts throughout the day.
The weekend was overwhelming, tense, and relaxing. Most of it was spent indoors nursing a post-surgery pup back to health as she lounged in her patient bed aka my futon. I'll save the unsavory details of how hard a rear-end region surgery is on passing excretory motions, but I will relinquish the fact that she wore on me with her onset of nighttime anxiety. She mostly slept or lounged about on the futon during the day, being her adorable fuzzy petable self while I watched a marathon of Sex and the City and sewed a felt cozy for Ryan's new camera, but come bedtime, she sits up and is absolutely convinced that she just cannot lay down or she will die. Leading to about 2-3 hours of pitiful whining and gazing woefully at us in bed before she finally lies down and resigns to sleeping since she no longer has our conscious attention.
Unfortunately the poor pup doesn't get the drain out of her bottom until Wednesday morning, but hopefully that will cheer her up immensely. And by then we should get news that her biopsy came back uncancerous, which will cheer me up immensely. I've been less than sunny lately, if not just an utter rain-heavy cloud, which makes me feel terrible for Ryan. Once we're out of the thick of dog health drama, I promise that I'll be 100 degrees sunnier and ennui-free.
Speaking of ennui, yesterday at Otis' Open House, I only wanted to sign up for the Adobe Illustrator and Silkscreening class. Of course the Silkscreening class was full, throwing me into an indecisive tizzy. I'm so indecisive. So badly indecisive. Especially inflicted with such apathy for art and disinterest in, well, quite honestly disinterested instructors. Now I'm leaning towards taking Letterpress since it sounds really fun despite the lackluster instructor, and Annie will be taking it too! Always need that extra dose of estrogen and kvetching.
Which leads me to this interesting MSN article about the five girlfriends every girl should have.
1. The Uplifter
This woman's favorite word: yes. You could tell her you're trading your six-figure income for a career in offtrack betting, and she'd barely pause before yelping "Go for it!" Don't you need someone who looks past the love handles to notice the extraordinarily gorgeous you?
2. The Travel Buddy
When the hotel in St. Lucia is a bust, one characteristic becomes all-important: flexibility. This agreeable companion need not be the girl you traded pinkie swears with on the playground; it's enough that she's comfortable with quiet (between gabfests) and is a teensy bit mischievous (as in tequila after midnight).
3. The Truth Teller
Intent is what separates the constructive from the abusive. Once you've established that the hard news is spoken in love (not in jealousy or malice), you'd be smart to seek out this woman's perspective.
4. The Girl Who Just Wants to Have Fun
One Saturday a pal and I—and yes, we're both over age 12—pored over every glitter lip gloss in a drugstore aisle for an entire 45 minutes. Forget the crisis download (for that, see the Uplifter); this partnership is about spontaneous good times.
5. The Unlikely Friend
"Each friend represents a world in us, a world possibly not born until they arrive," Anaïs Nin wrote. My friends—some twice my age, others half, some rich, others homeless, some black like me, others Korean, Mexican, Caucasian—have added richness to my life that only variety can bring.
Now the only question is, my friends, which girl are you?Labels: arts+crafts, daily
Tuesday, May 01, 2007
You Are Made of Stardust
Happy May Day!
I'm having a bit of spring fever lately; I can't seem to stay still or inside or grounded. This past weekend was Ryan's birthday, and I got him this all-weather all-terrain microwaves-your-popcorn-and-spot-treats-your-laundry-all-in-a-2" x 1" case digital camera (exaggerating just a bit), so expect more out-and-about pictures soon. We went to the Griffith Observatory and I learned that it was more than telescopes -- it actually only has one major telescope aimed directly at the moon. Did you know staring into the moon is a bit like staring into the sun minus 100x brightness? Did you also know that you are made of stardust, as I learned at the Planetarium, since we are all a result of a great cosmic explosion many billions of years ago? Just doing my part in spreading knowledge on your average Tuesday.
This weekend we also: went to the L.A. Times Book Festival (consumerist marketing orgy), traversed the landscape of public transportation in Los Angeles (adequately confusing and 2 parts kismet), saw Year of the Dog (anti-vegan/spinster propaganda), ate a lot of Angel Food Cake (truly food of angels).
I feel scattered like little bits of stardust lately, actually. There's never enough time! I'm Jesse Spano and even caffeine pills won't help because I'll just get cranky from my lack of sleep. I just finished my last Life Drawing class yesterday, and I'm contemplating my next foray into the illustration world. Contemplating what moves me to draw, what kinds of marks to make across a blank sketchbook. I also have to write. I realized the less I write here, the more scared I am of putting words to a page of any kind (except work obviously, in which canned language is all too prevalent). So I'm going to be writing more here, about whatever comes to mind, whether you read it or not.
That reminds me -- what is going on with the blogs lately? It's either some variation on a theme of design, which is some echo of Domino or Blueprint or any other Martha Stewart or Time Inc. publication, OR it is a personal blog ladden with entries bloated with links and referrals to the former. Is this all people are comfortable talking about nowadays? I am so bored with blogs nowadays. Instead of showing me some pretty art or illustration you found on Esty, let's read about YOUR art process, YOUR journey, YOUR work.
Kind of makes me believe in the integrity of theAd-Free Blog.Labels: daily
Tuesday, April 24, 2007
Baby, It's Cold Outside
So a trip up to Lake Tahoe this weekend threw me completely out of whack in terms of weather. It was snowing the whole time we were there, and by the time we geared up to leave, tree branches were weighed down with blankets of fluffy white snow. Hello, April? Where are my spring flowers?
We went to Lake Tahoe for his mom's birthday, and stayed in a cute wood cabin in the woods. His nephew is almost 6 months old and so cute, I even got conned into feeding him a couple times. After I took well over 100 photos of him.
I also took quite a few photos of the unbelievable snow, available on my flickr, and now I'm ready to start settling into life! There have been so many detours on weekends that have distracted from us just staying home and enjoying LA. There's SO MUCH I want to do, it's almost overwhelming. This weekend is Ryan's birthday, and I have some exciting top secret plans for it...along with the LA Times Book Festival (my geeky heart jumps). Next weekend, I'm finally seeing Wicked and I am so excited!
Along with busy weekends and settling into a new job, I'm also taking sewing classes next month so that I can finally put my Christmas gift sewing machine to work. But on the topic of clothes, I've become focused on losing weight and toning up. Seriously, I need to work on my fitness and get this body vicious -- so I went to the gym after work and was talked to for about 45 minutes by a sales guy there. Why are gyms so notorious for being shady, pushy places to join? I really don't understand the high pressure sales environment there; people already have enough motivation to try and join gyms, so why the uncomfortable pushy contracts and deals to confuse? He threw fifteen different plans and "deals" at me, and then seem disgruntled when I just wanted the two week trial to make sure I will force myself to go in the first place.
Regardless, I'm starting tomorrow right after work. It's my goal to lose 10 lbs. and firm up by the end of July!Labels: daily, photolog
Tuesday, March 27, 2007
Punch Drunk Love
So despite all my time off last week, I neither blogged nor uploaded photographs. Instead, I spent most of my time reading fashion magazines, sewing felt cozies, drawing for ATCs instead of Marker Rendering, catching up with friends by phone/mail/AIM and wallowing in a deep funk mostly induced by isolation but possibly also created by an overbearing mother. Oh, and I watched Jesus Camp and Thank You For Smoking. My Netflix queue is coincidentally arranged so that the pairs of films I receive seem to be perfect companion films for each other. Jesus Camp was really quite disgusting. But in a brighter outlook, I have La Dolce Vita and The Umbrellas of Cherbourg coming tomorrow.
I also cleaned my apartment and baked these owl sugar cookies (spiked with half a cup of flaxseed to counteract the two sticks of butter) from the owl cookie cutter my friend Darlisa gave me a few weeks ago:
On Saturday, I went to Disneyland and then had the best chocolate milkshake of my life at Denny's afterwards. On Sunday, I helped Ryan streamline the cut-out editing process for his film ;) I'm leaning towards graphic design and illustration as a future career path; my ideal future career is to be a writing professor and a freelance illustrator. I'm planning on spending this next year developing my drawing skills, while steadily expanding on graphic design skills (to be moved forward this summer when I purchase a nice scanner!)
In more exciting news, Ryan got an Airport today and I'm playing my iTunes playlist from my laptop out of the loudspeakers in the apartment while he's printing Andrew Loomis books out of our now-wirelessly-connected printer! We're officially in the 21st century, and it feels so good.Labels: daily, foodie call, photolog
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