Confession

I'm a little bit of an eavesdropper (is that how it's spelled??). I like to listen to the conversations around me. I like to think of it as observation.

As a writer, we're taught to observe our surroundings and take inspiration from them. Observation sounds better than eavesdropping right? So back, to eavesdropping. Lately, I've been "observing" other conversations, and my first response is to make snarky remarks in my head. I add my own thoughts like I'm a part of the conversation.

Just this last Monday, a girl in my Theory of Language class was freaking out that she had forgot her workbook for one of our checks. She kept saying over and over, " Fantastic! Just fantastic! I left it on my desk, it was done too!" She said it like 80 times!!! To everyone around her. Including me. I withheld a response because, it would have been too awesome for her.

The dude sitting in front of her felt no such compunction, and did his best to make her feel better. " That's okay," he said, " at least you have cool boots." The whiner ( is that too mean?) looked down and thoughtfully stared at her boots, "That's true," she said, " I do have cool boots".

Except that they weren't cool boots! They looked like freaking Yeti feet! Big clumps of brown and tan fur sewn on clunky brown boots. One might think someone had stuck a Pomeranian on each boot and called it Winter Wear.

So here's my question. Is it as awful to think these mean, but uproariously hilarious, thoughts as it is to actually say them out loud? Is it okay for me to find a small pleasure in making myself laugh at their expense, if they( the subjects) don't find out about it? Or is that being two-faced? This is getting all kinds of complicated...

MIA

So it's been a while, huh? Classes have started picking up, and I finally got my TV and dvd player working in my room with help from Katie. So I've been watching all kinds of TV on dvd, thus preventing quality blogging time.

What to say? I guess I'm just going to make this post the receptacle of all the thoughts I've been having recently.



Have you ever just been driving around and all of a sudden thought, "Freak, I'm DRIVING!" Is it just me? Does no one else think that it's amazing that we are able to drive around in these machines? I'll sometimes be driving and just think about this world that thought of automobiles.

I can just see it in my head, two dudes are talking and one says, " You know, horses are great, but lets take 4 wheels, add an engine, some seats, and a roof and call it a car," then the other guy is like, " Dude! That's righteous!" etc. etc. I just think it's pretty amazing, that's all...

Art

Art makes me happy. This painting entitled Gold Swirls, reminds me so much of a painting my friend from high school, Sophie Smith did. I loved that painting. It was the first piece of art that I really bonded with, if you can bond with a piece of canvas. She's an incredibly talented artist and I'm sure she'll be famous someday.

Painting by Sophie Smith

Creepy Old Guy

This kind of stuff just finds me. I don't know why...

Check this...

Spontaneous Sadness

Sometimes I get sad. I get sad for no apparent reason. The days or weeks before may have been the best in my life, but still some days I wake up sad.

This disconcerted sadness hits from out of nowhere. How do I feel better about something that I didn't know was making me sad? I can't solve a problem when I didn't know there was one.

My sad day has become 3. I'm officially in a funk and I'm finding it hard to shake myself out of it. No one can be happy all the time right?

My worries are small, everything always works out. I've taken steps to make my life what I want it to be. I'm working hard in my classes and trying new things. I'm laughing daily with friends, but still that sadness lingers.

So in the effort of vanquishing my doldrums, for the next couple posts I'll be posting things that I find to be pretty, funny, entertaining etc. I'm going to kick this thing and be happy again.

Genius

I'm sure everyone and their mother thought of doing this before me, but whatevs.

If you're like me, you find it very hard to keep track of bobby pins. I must have bought hundreds in my lifetime and I always seem to loose all but like 3.

So I was laying in bed when inspiration struck!! I took a sewing class in the summer and had to buy a pin cushion. I bought a blue magnetic one instead of the customary red tomato.

While in the class, I hardly ever used it, preferring to just leave the pins in the case they came in. Thus leaving this little fella available for this...

A tribute to the best letter in the alphabet...

It's a bobby pin holder!!! I'm really excited now! I can just get ready for bed, drop my pins there, and see them in the morning. No worries of them getting knocked off the counter or slipping off my nightstand. Easy peezy (Is that how it's spelled?)!

Cuteness

So every semester we have to go to a mandatory orientation meeting for our apartment complex. They talk about the same things every time, and this is my 4th semester at this complex, so I know what they're going to say. I still end up going because they charge you if you don't go.

Anyways, my roommates and I went to this meeting last night and endured the monotony. The only bright spot in this whole thing was this:


We saw at least 3 girls wearing them at the meeting. They're called flapper headwraps, and can be found here. They're a cute alternative to bulky ear muffs.

From them on we were only concerned with getting back to the apartment and hunting these babies down . Which we did.

We each decided to buy a different color and share with everyone else, so we will have access to five different colors!

Kristi- Mustard (as pictured above)
Katie- Fuchsia
Stacy- Turquoise
Stephanie- Brown
Sonya- Charcoal

Our friends Mike and Craig were over while we were freaking out about all the great colors to choose from, and they just laughed at us!

They shipped today, and should be here soon! We're way excited!