My glasses are broken in half. I've had them for a really long time and if I can't fix them, I will die a little inside. Tape isn't working. They're plastic so I need the best plastic adhesives you know of, and some reassurance. They're my glasses.
I'm in Europe right now. Rome to be exact, soon to be followed by Venice, Paris, and Barcelona, and a day in Dublin. I won't be getting back until August 4th, by which time I'm certain my PMship will be expired. So this will probably be my last blog post if/until it's renewed. Here's some art just in case.
Italy is hot. Super hot. Medditeranian hot. Any second my hair is going to burst into flames. I'm travelling with my friend and two of her friends, and so far so good. We've seen most of th
New York will always be my one true love, but I'm allowed to see other cities, right? In that case Montreal is my secret lover and one day we'll run away together to a wonderful world of legal street graffiti and two Crêperies on every block. Montreal is a magical dream whirl that can't be summed up by anything less than a series of fragmented exclamations: colors! wall art! crêpes! maple syrup! Canada! Canada! friendly bilingual citizens! jazz festivals! art festivals! botanical gardens! Canadi
Let's go on an adventure!
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Famingos are probably my favorite bird. Pink is a fantastic and happy color and there is no shame in loving it.
This girl was supposed to be a flamingo but she looks like a canary crossbred with a stork, or one of them Chocobos.
Facebook has a new graffiti application, which is kinda like a really bare-bones oekaki thing. I still broke my hand using it all day. This giraffe lives on Pekel's wall now.
Do you know why giraffes have purple tongue
and the only things hotter than the almost-tangible humidity were the leather seats of my mom's minivan. I got burned touching the steering wheel. Wearing an dark gray shirt today was ALL kinds of dumb.
BUT I got new shoes. They're Neopolitan colored (like the ice cream) and I did indeed pay less, Payless. Now I don't have to buy a new pair for another two years.
Anyway, you know what I really look forward to? Strong Bad Email #173. Why? Look no further than SBEmail "montage". I've secretly
Okay, there is a certain topic in the Artwork General forum in which the topic creator decided to promote his artwork with the subtitle stating that the artwork was awesome. This caused everyone and their grandmother to jump down his throat about it.
Now I really hate to make a soapbox. I'm not a good speaker by any great shakes, and I really don't want to mistakenly accuse or offend anyone. And I know the Artwork forum is no more perfect now than it was when I joined. And yet out of all the
Whenever I feel down, I remember the wise words a green frog and his friends once sang to me after his dream of directing a major motion picture came crashing down before his very eyes.
Life is like a movie
Write your own ending
Keep believing
Keep pretending
We've done what we just set out to do
Thanks to the lovers
The dreamers
And YOUUUUUUUU
For a blog on a BIONICLE fansite, my Bionicle-related entries have been slim. This one might be the precursor to more to come. Why? I'll tell you why.
I honestly haven't been this excited for sets since I got into Bionicle three years ago. Not since the box sets of 2003 have I wanted new ones so much. Granted, at that time my collection was beginning and thus very slim, so I had been wanting A LOT of sets, but a lot of them are just sitting around on my shelves now. The ones with the least mi
This year's haul:
-As requested, one manual orange juicer of less than stellar quality. Not quite the lever-puller I had in mind, but it squeezes oranges (dully), so I'm at least thankful.
-A lovely new t-shirt.
-Five phonecalls, three of them sang.
-Two books; a graphic novel by a New Yorker Cartoonist called Cancer Vixen, and a very rare unedited prereleased copy of Scott McCloud's Making Comics.
-Five exquisite cupcakes, four manhandled so horribly that they'd fused into a sol
Now I confess that I have not read a Series of Unfortunate Events. I haven't seen the movie in it's entirety. I didn't even finish the one book I did begin, that being the Carniverous Carnival. Not out of lack of interest or anything, but lack of time. My 12-year-old sister is nuts about the book though, and about a week an a half ago I was passing by Barnes and Noble in Union Square and there was a big sign that prompted me to call her, which in turn caused her to shriek ecstatically into the p
You've probably heard by now, but there was a plane crash here in New York City. To add to an already rainy gray and gloomy day (and probably due to it), a small airplane crashed into a residential building up on 72nd street, about 11 streets and a couple of blocks up from where I was unknowingly taking a field trip to the Society of Illustrators gallery. I didn't even know about it until my friend called me from NJ asking if I was alright. I couldn't hear her very well because of all the sirens
Wanna hear about my awesome coincidence of the day? Okay so I was walking the several blocks between my evening class to the subway and I passed by the other kind of Subway (the sandwhich emporium) which has a musical speaker mounted above the doorway. I've never noticed it there before, or that it played music at night, but tonight it was playing "99 Luftballons" by Nena (original German). I was like woah, that's one of my favorite songs! Then I get on the subway, and as I move to one of the se
It's my sister's Bat Mitzvah and she survived the most important grueling part! She was a little choppy at the Hebrew but she didn't screw up her speech and didn't wave to too many people in front of the whole congregation and now it's over and it's time to par-tay!
However, I haven't written a speech and because I collapsed on the couch when we got home from the services, I have about thirty minutes to throw one together. It's really horribly pathetic that I can't think of anything to write
I will draw you many nice pictures if you give me money for them, which will then be used to buy this work of art that I saw at the Renn Faire last week:
I will also be your best friend FOREVER.
He always seemed so... invincible. The man handled nature's deadliest creatures and not even the risk of losing a limb, or his life, stopped him; he always bounced back with a "crikey!" and a smile. I can’t believe he’s gone. People have slandered him in the past (some still are now), but I truly think the world would be a better place if there were more Steve Irwins to go around - not just in profession, but in persona as well. He was such a dedicated environmentalist, and he was passionate and
Coming to you live from my brand new Brooklyn dorm, singing TMBG songs with my brand new roommate (who's about fifty times better than my roommates from last year), eating peanut butter Ritz Bitz sandwiches and pounding the keys on my once-was-brand-new laptop. We have one lamp (brought from home) and one minifridge and two windows with an excellent view. I walked into the bathroom and exclaimed in shock"this is a college dorm bathroom?" because it's more like a bathroom and less like a water cl
Tomorrow (or today, depending on what time I press "post new entry") is my last day of working my summer job. I shall be wearing this shirt. It is symbolic of my release from the world of retail. So long, eight hour shifts and Subway lunches! Good riddance, nasty theiving customers and aching muscles! GoodBYE paychec-- oh.
But now that I have more than enough money and I've gotten my really big project out of the way like I promised I would, I can finally buy me one of these beauties.
Let'
