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I’ve been getting samples of business cards & trying to get a live website up & running all day. So far not too bad, but work still needs to be done. I can’t finish the website until I finish my portfolio, and my portfolio can’t be finished until I nail down exacts on the business card (that I couldn’t finish until I had a live website in order to put on the business card). SO CYCLICAL. SO ANNOYING. SO WHINY. And I blacked out all of my information because I don’t want to be able to be cross-platform snooped on until everything is properly set up. Y’all don’t need to see a rapidweaver web page that says “COMING SOON” on a blank template page.

I’ve been getting samples of business cards & trying to get a live website up & running all day. So far not too bad, but work still needs to be done. I can’t finish the website until I finish my portfolio, and my portfolio can’t be finished until I nail down exacts on the business card (that I couldn’t finish until I had a live website in order to put on the business card). SO CYCLICAL. SO ANNOYING. SO WHINY.

And I blacked out all of my information because I don’t want to be able to be cross-platform snooped on until everything is properly set up. Y’all don’t need to see a rapidweaver web page that says “COMING SOON” on a blank template page.

Conversations With My Mom

  • *we're getting ready to run errands. My mom is putting on her shoes & I'm pestering her like I'm a whiney nine-year-old who can't bear the thought of being late to her riding lessons. I was standing arms length away, kicking my foot out towards my mom's head without actually kicking her. She's ignoring me.
  • Mom: What the hell are you doing?
  • Me: I don't know. Trying to annoy you.
  • Mom: Good luck.
  • Me: Didn't that last one do it? It touched your hair.
  • Mom: That's not my hair.

Telephone Conversations: On Spiders

  • Me: Oh, shit, mayday
  • Kristen: What?
  • Me: I just went into my room to plug my phone in and there was a giant, and I mean GIANT spider hanging out on the bookshelf closest to my bed. Like, he had a huge spider ass and little tiny legs and was just hanging upside down off of the shelf MENACINGLY.
  • Kristen: Oh shit what'd you do
  • Me: Well, I considered my options. Obviously killing it was out because it would involve touching it and I'm the world's biggest bug pansy. It was super still, like, it either had to be sedated or passed out or something. I was thinking about how long I could go until I tried to get my grandma to obstacle course over everything in my room and get it, or if I should just let it hang out & forget it. I just turned my back on it for, like, 10 seconds and it's just GONE, like, NO SIGN OF IT
  • Kristen: Oh shit it was PLOTTING. Not sleeping; PLOTTING
  • Me: God, I know, dude, like, what ...WHAT DO I DO NOW.
  • Kristen: The obvious choice is to move. Or you could read the short story I just wrote.
  • Me: Is it about basically this exact thing? The sheer terror this induces?
  • Kristen: Yeah sort of, except the time I found the WINDSHIELD-SIZED spider web inside of my car while I was driving on the highway.
  • Me: Ohgod. At that point it's like just leave the car. It's his now. You don't need it.
  • Kristen: Seriously. Like I was battling whether I would die by an ax-murderer on the side of the highway or by the human-sized spider that obviously constructed the monstrous web inside of my car.
  • Me: I swear they smell the fear and search us out. That one that just vaporized is obviously going to crawl into my nose while I'm sleeping and lay a million spider eggs and I won't be able to tell because I'm sick and I'll blow my nose tomorrow and it'll just be ALL SPIDERS. I keep thinking I'm going to turn to the left & that spider is going to be sitting there, 30x its size, smoking a cigar & just be like, "hey." Scare the shit out of me.
  • Kristen: Yeah, dude, like, my house is full of box-elder bugs & they've totally weakened my game. Like, they're annoying, but they're not going to really do anything other than annoy you. So I tend to, like, see something move, assume it's just a box-elder, & ignore it. I'm totally screwed. I'm going to turn around one day & there's going to be, like, the only wild tarantula in all of Illinois sitting on my desk next to me.
  • Me: Yeah for real, but I don't think it'd be that easy. It'd have to be playing the violin or something to confuse you. Like yeah, sure, this is terrifying, but can I kill it if it's playing a sonata?
  • Kristen: The tarantula that would follow me would have fucking point shoes on his bottom four legs doing pleas and his top four legs would all be flipping me off.
  • Me: I think I need to fumigate.
I just walked upstairs to the kitchen so I could put my coffee cup in the sink and was greeted by this sitting next to the front door. View high resolution

I just walked upstairs to the kitchen so I could put my coffee cup in the sink and was greeted by this sitting next to the front door.

Last night was weekly diva & taco night

and when Michael and I were walking home from the usual pilgrimage to Taco Bell, I noticed this really beat up white van. It was a cross between the kind of van that you don’t want to park next to, the kind your band would tour in, and the kind that a self-employed house painter would use for work. The inside looked liked it was gutted and the outside was like a poorly painted head of a set of steel drums.

I happened to glance at the plates on the car right before we passed it: CAGE 433

The nerd inside me tried to do a back-flip, but just ended up on the floor in a weird pile with a sore neck due to lack of bodily coordination.

It was too dark to take a picture, & Michael wouldn’t have known why that was so cool for me (and it’s not exactly like you can explain a John Cage joke to someone & have it be instantly funny, you know? That’s one of those things where you’re just met with the deer-in-headlights look & the other person trying to think of a way to move the conversation along & forget about how horribly unfunny you are); but it was just so cool.

Now, chances are that’s the wrong word entirely. The likelihood of a relatively abandoned, gutted out & beat up white van having a really cool owner aren’t something on which I’m gonna place all my bets. But just the fact that someone thought that was awesome enough to actually do a license plate out of it. I love this so much, I’m going to display it for ALL TO SEE on the back of my main unit of transportation. The look on that (I’m assuming) guy’s face when he found out that it was available? It is? You mean CAGE 433 isn’t taken already? Trying to contain his joy at the counter of the DMV (is that where you get plates? I have no idea; I’d rather buy shoes than vanity plates, let’s be honest) but he totally closes his eyes for a second longer than a blink to give himself the mental congratulatory pat-on-the-back.

So good. People are so good.

I’ve had a cold since Monday, and I spent all day in bed yesterday watching movies and drinking this tea. It was recommended by one of the only at-school friends I have, and I do believe it’s helped quite a bit. I also believe excess sleep and melting my brain with movies has helped. Yesterday was: Definitely, Maybe (via Netflix in the mail. I’d seen a quarter of it on tv once. It was cute. I cried. What else is new) Blue Valentine (via my computer. It wasn’t as sad as I was expecting it to be, but I think that was because it was a deeper kind of sad. The story was heartbreaking, the performances were astounding, and it is definitely worth a watch. I also cried, though not as much as I was expecting) Chronicles of Narnia: Voyage of the Dawn Treader (via computer again. I didn’t care for it as much as the first two remakes, but I suppose that’s partially because it’s not my favorite of the stores (and because I do love all of the Pevensie children). It was still rather good, and I believe I cried most in this, as per the usual) Rabbit Hole (via computer. Wonderful wonderful wonderful. I had the most varying reactions (via audible gasping, etc) to this, and I can see why Nicole Kidman was nominated for best actress in it. Similar to Blue Valentine in that it’s almost too deeply sad to actually cry during) The Red Shoes (via Netflix instant. It’s a Korean horror film (which I love) that I think I just stumbled upon one day & saved in my queue. I didn’t make it all the way through because I had taken a nyquil by then, but I was enjoying it lots and I think I’m going to finish it before I hop in the shower this morning) There was no real point to any of this other than to tell the internet things. I hope none of you are sick! Oh, also, someone stole our garbage can today. An angry phone call to waste management and alternate laughing and yelling between the family later, we discovered there’s an extra can down the highway in the ditch next to the townie dive bar. My grandma says that (everyone) is out of their minds if they think (she) is crawling all the way down the highway to pick up that can in the filthy ditch.

I’ve had a cold since Monday, and I spent all day in bed yesterday watching movies and drinking this tea. It was recommended by one of the only at-school friends I have, and I do believe it’s helped quite a bit. I also believe excess sleep and melting my brain with movies has helped. Yesterday was:

  • Definitely, Maybe (via Netflix in the mail. I’d seen a quarter of it on tv once. It was cute. I cried. What else is new)
  • Blue Valentine (via my computer. It wasn’t as sad as I was expecting it to be, but I think that was because it was a deeper kind of sad. The story was heartbreaking, the performances were astounding, and it is definitely worth a watch. I also cried, though not as much as I was expecting)
  • Chronicles of Narnia: Voyage of the Dawn Treader (via computer again. I didn’t care for it as much as the first two remakes, but I suppose that’s partially because it’s not my favorite of the stores (and because I do love all of the Pevensie children). It was still rather good, and I believe I cried most in this, as per the usual)
  • Rabbit Hole (via computer. Wonderful wonderful wonderful. I had the most varying reactions (via audible gasping, etc) to this, and I can see why Nicole Kidman was nominated for best actress in it. Similar to Blue Valentine in that it’s almost too deeply sad to actually cry during)
  • The Red Shoes (via Netflix instant. It’s a Korean horror film (which I love) that I think I just stumbled upon one day & saved in my queue. I didn’t make it all the way through because I had taken a nyquil by then, but I was enjoying it lots and I think I’m going to finish it before I hop in the shower this morning)

There was no real point to any of this other than to tell the internet things. I hope none of you are sick!

Oh, also, someone stole our garbage can today. An angry phone call to waste management and alternate laughing and yelling between the family later, we discovered there’s an extra can down the highway in the ditch next to the townie dive bar. My grandma says that (everyone) is out of their minds if they think (she) is crawling all the way down the highway to pick up that can in the filthy ditch.

Friday’s was weird because it was Friday’s & it was with grade school. Drinking with people you’ve known since you were practically in diapers & haven’t seen in years is quite odd. There were only two “different” people there ‘cause I see two of the girls regularly. The other people…haven’t done tons, but are much less weird &/or annoying (anyong) than they were the last time I saw them. It might happen again. I wouldn’t hate it. Two of them (the two I don’t see often) went to another bar once we split. I opted to come home & spend more time with this until the new SVU with the Countess shows up online. #priorities View high resolution

Friday’s was weird because it was Friday’s & it was with grade school. Drinking with people you’ve known since you were practically in diapers & haven’t seen in years is quite odd. There were only two “different” people there ‘cause I see two of the girls regularly. The other people…haven’t done tons, but are much less weird &/or annoying (anyong) than they were the last time I saw them. It might happen again. I wouldn’t hate it.

Two of them (the two I don’t see often) went to another bar once we split. I opted to come home & spend more time with this until the new SVU with the Countess shows up online. #priorities

Yours truly circa 1991/1992 ish. You’ll all be happy to know that neither my fashion sense nor my love of bubbles has changed in the slightest. View high resolution

Yours truly circa 1991/1992 ish.

You’ll all be happy to know that neither my fashion sense nor my love of bubbles has changed in the slightest.

Robyn postponed her Chicago show when she got sick, but Milwaukee was still on for today. Jordan & I danced so hard & just got so wrapped up in feelings & Robyn is a perfect angelic goddess descended from heaven to grace us with incredible energy and sincerity.

I’ve got some photos I’ll go through, but I recorded most of the second encore (aka this is my video). It’s the last line of ABBA’s “Dancing Queen” & then “Show Me Love.”

I can’t put it into words. You never can with things this perfect.

I’m excited for Chicago’s reschedule on Monday.

GOODWILL RECORD SPOILS OF THE DAY!

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Throwback.

(Reblogged from theoryoflostthings)

What I Took Away From 3 Movies I Watched Today

  1. The Fighter
    • I would do some weird things to Mark Wahlberg if given the chance.
  2. Let Me In
    • American remakes are always terrible.
  3. The Kids Are All Right
    • Life will always be hard, & my extreme hair loss will be my eventual downfall.

UM so I’m sure y’all know that Chicago is straight up covered in snow right now. I went outside a few minutes ago & took some pictures.

Things I heard on the news:

  • Lake Shore Drive was backed up at a standstill OVERNIGHT. There were over 1,000 cars (& at least a dozen accordion buses) backed up all over the nearly 16 mile stretch of road. People spent the night in their cars. They have to tow each car individually to a plowed lot (which there aren’t any left, so they have to wait for one to open up) before they can actually move the cars before they plow the road.
  • Lake Shore Drive, I-80, I-290, & I-90 are completely closed in the area.
  • Lake County, Cook County, McHenry County, Will County, Kane County, & Kenosha County (can be seen here, all in the upper right corner - except for Kenosha ‘cause it’s in Wisconsin) are basically shut down & require a POLICE ESCORT to drive anywhere unless you’re an emergency vehicle.
  • Lake County & Cook County have been declared disaster areas
  • Over 950 emergency calls were made during the storm last night, though they say nothing was too major.
  • Wind has been at 60MPH all night & it’s supposed to be about 2 degrees tonight.
  • At least 5 Metra train (city - suburbs) are completely closed & everything is running on a Sunday schedule.
  • It’s. Still. Snowing. It’s over 19” in most areas already.

SO THAT MEANS THERE’S LOTS OF SNOW, Y’ALL. You can see it piled up in front of my front door (it reaches MY CHEST & I’m 5’7”), completely covering my car, & leveling off the stairs that go down to the basement (when I stand on the landing, I can’t see over the side wall of it - that’s the shot that has the weird loopy snow drift thing over it).

“Moss.” - William Thomas Moore

holdonmagnolia:


what will happen
now? she asks.
now, i say,
now,
the dishes will pile
up in the sink
and there will
be only one
pair of shoes
at the door.

HEYYYYYY IT’S BILL! ANGELA CHECK THAT SHIT YA MAN’S BEIN REBLOGGED ON THE INTERNET & SHIT

(Reblogged from theoryoflostthings)
First week of classes is finished. I’ve got five days to do all of the things on this list. It’s go time. Editor’s note; thank Bob I only took four classes instead of five. I’d be headdeskin’ somethin’ fierce right now if I had one more to worry about. View high resolution

First week of classes is finished. I’ve got five days to do all of the things on this list. It’s go time.

Editor’s note; thank Bob I only took four classes instead of five. I’d be headdeskin’ somethin’ fierce right now if I had one more to worry about.