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Tuesday, June 26, 2012
#9.
Holy shit. I totally forgot about this.
My figure drawing/painting class started a blog so as to make recording our critiques easier; upon signing in, I realize that there are TWO blogs listed under my profile... what?
So, I've read the entries from my twenty-year-old self, and have decided that I'm hilarious. Feels good to know that while I am sitting and thinking that my writing sucks, that I'm so uninspired, just talking to talk and pass the time... my words are actually pretty good. Well, to me anyways. Of course, I am the one who experienced the events I was writing about, so I may be a bit biased.
I should get the blogger app on my phone - this is a good lil' tool right here. Jot some notes, ideas, judgements of other people standing near by... I just need to remember to use it.
I bought two tiny little Molskine notebooks today to use as "idea books." Perfect size to slip in my purse or pocket and jot an idea down when it strikes me. Sometimes I really feel like I come up with some good ideas for paintings, collages, poems, projects, etc... but then I forget by the time the bowl is cashed... so I really need to make it a point to carry that shit and use it.
All skirts & dresses should have pockets. Fashion designers : get on it.
Mah boiphrend is in Californaiyay for a couple of weeks; band camp. He loves his saxophone more than he loves me - and I love that. :) I wish he'd get the fuck back here though - there are some good movies in the theater at the moment.
I should have gone to class today. Oh well.
I got up and did 10 pushups & 25 situps this morning. I'm impressed with myself... how sad.
Kby.e
My figure drawing/painting class started a blog so as to make recording our critiques easier; upon signing in, I realize that there are TWO blogs listed under my profile... what?
So, I've read the entries from my twenty-year-old self, and have decided that I'm hilarious. Feels good to know that while I am sitting and thinking that my writing sucks, that I'm so uninspired, just talking to talk and pass the time... my words are actually pretty good. Well, to me anyways. Of course, I am the one who experienced the events I was writing about, so I may be a bit biased.
I should get the blogger app on my phone - this is a good lil' tool right here. Jot some notes, ideas, judgements of other people standing near by... I just need to remember to use it.
I bought two tiny little Molskine notebooks today to use as "idea books." Perfect size to slip in my purse or pocket and jot an idea down when it strikes me. Sometimes I really feel like I come up with some good ideas for paintings, collages, poems, projects, etc... but then I forget by the time the bowl is cashed... so I really need to make it a point to carry that shit and use it.
All skirts & dresses should have pockets. Fashion designers : get on it.
Mah boiphrend is in Californaiyay for a couple of weeks; band camp. He loves his saxophone more than he loves me - and I love that. :) I wish he'd get the fuck back here though - there are some good movies in the theater at the moment.
I should have gone to class today. Oh well.
I got up and did 10 pushups & 25 situps this morning. I'm impressed with myself... how sad.
Kby.e
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