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So it's been a while. I think. Life's been good. :)
On Tuesday I went to Value Village to see if I could get some random fabric to use for something, since I don't have enough disposable income to actually go to Fabric Land. Stepped on the hem of my pants on the way and was suddenly very well acquainted with the pavement. I have the most amazing bruises ever. I almost want to take pictures of them. And I always seem to fall flat on my face while in front of someone, so I can't just lie there for a minute catching my breath, I have to sit up immediately and be all like 'oh no, I'm perfectly fine, don't worry about me,' and then limp off with the salvaged remains of my pride. But it's all good. My arms have been sort of sore recently, and I think it's because of that. Not quite sure, but nothing else seems to make much sense. (I got all out when tripping over my feet. I bruised my hip. Ahaha. I rule.)
Anyway, the trip to Value Village went fabulously well. I got there and discovered it was 50% off absolutely everything day. :D So I got a crapload of stuff (and fabric) for much less than I thought I would. So awesome.
I've recently discovered the wonderfullness that is steampunk, and am hoping to add some steamy kind of details to my wardrobe. We'll see what happens. Mostly just spending a lot of time making wistful noises over stuff other people have made or found. Plus I've always wanted an excuse to wear goggles absolutely everywhere.
And big guns. And Victorian-esque clothes. And space pirates. *sigh*
(space pirates with big guns in Victorian-esque clothes! You know you love it)
I've actually managed to do some studying during reading week, between being very distracted by the internet and sewing my brains out. I made a backpack type thing in about one evening. It was about four hours of straight sewing. I'm insane. I need to learn how to stop, or at least take breaks. Or acquire slaves to bring me food so I don't starve to death in the middle of making something.
Went to a poetry reading last night, which was pretty cool. The featured artist sang for all of her pieces, and she was completely amazing. I need to start writing poetry again. I've just been in this sort of non-writing mood for a while. It seems to be passing though. I'm getting back into this thing where I want to be doing about twelve different personal projects at once. It's how I know I'm better, mentally. Because I haven't been like that in a really long time. Once I started wanted to write a webcomic I knew all was well. (Unmedicated again, too. Damn withdrawal sucks ass. I don't know if I want to go back on my meds again, just so I never have to go through that again. Ugh. Suppose I should ask the advice of a professional on that one, though, or at least wait and see if I start getting bad again in a while. I figure that the thing that was stressing me out and pulling me down the most is now out of my life for good, so I should be ok.)
I've started drinking coffee. whee! :D:D:D:D:D
I went to the Alphabet Soup thing again tonight. There were a lot more people there this time. As soon as Jess (Taz's Jess) saw me she was all like 'Get up!' in this scary voice so I did. And then she gave me this big hug and was all like 'I fucking adore you.' It was sweet. I'm glad I went. and there was free food. And coffee. Oh the coffee.
I should shut up now.
I found headphones in a puddle last week and then took them home and sanitized them and they totally work. It's awesome.
On Tuesday I went to Value Village to see if I could get some random fabric to use for something, since I don't have enough disposable income to actually go to Fabric Land. Stepped on the hem of my pants on the way and was suddenly very well acquainted with the pavement. I have the most amazing bruises ever. I almost want to take pictures of them. And I always seem to fall flat on my face while in front of someone, so I can't just lie there for a minute catching my breath, I have to sit up immediately and be all like 'oh no, I'm perfectly fine, don't worry about me,' and then limp off with the salvaged remains of my pride. But it's all good. My arms have been sort of sore recently, and I think it's because of that. Not quite sure, but nothing else seems to make much sense. (I got all out when tripping over my feet. I bruised my hip. Ahaha. I rule.)
Anyway, the trip to Value Village went fabulously well. I got there and discovered it was 50% off absolutely everything day. :D So I got a crapload of stuff (and fabric) for much less than I thought I would. So awesome.
I've recently discovered the wonderfullness that is steampunk, and am hoping to add some steamy kind of details to my wardrobe. We'll see what happens. Mostly just spending a lot of time making wistful noises over stuff other people have made or found. Plus I've always wanted an excuse to wear goggles absolutely everywhere.
And big guns. And Victorian-esque clothes. And space pirates. *sigh*
(space pirates with big guns in Victorian-esque clothes! You know you love it)
I've actually managed to do some studying during reading week, between being very distracted by the internet and sewing my brains out. I made a backpack type thing in about one evening. It was about four hours of straight sewing. I'm insane. I need to learn how to stop, or at least take breaks. Or acquire slaves to bring me food so I don't starve to death in the middle of making something.
Went to a poetry reading last night, which was pretty cool. The featured artist sang for all of her pieces, and she was completely amazing. I need to start writing poetry again. I've just been in this sort of non-writing mood for a while. It seems to be passing though. I'm getting back into this thing where I want to be doing about twelve different personal projects at once. It's how I know I'm better, mentally. Because I haven't been like that in a really long time. Once I started wanted to write a webcomic I knew all was well. (Unmedicated again, too. Damn withdrawal sucks ass. I don't know if I want to go back on my meds again, just so I never have to go through that again. Ugh. Suppose I should ask the advice of a professional on that one, though, or at least wait and see if I start getting bad again in a while. I figure that the thing that was stressing me out and pulling me down the most is now out of my life for good, so I should be ok.)
I've started drinking coffee. whee! :D:D:D:D:D
I went to the Alphabet Soup thing again tonight. There were a lot more people there this time. As soon as Jess (Taz's Jess) saw me she was all like 'Get up!' in this scary voice so I did. And then she gave me this big hug and was all like 'I fucking adore you.' It was sweet. I'm glad I went. and there was free food. And coffee. Oh the coffee.
I should shut up now.
I found headphones in a puddle last week and then took them home and sanitized them and they totally work. It's awesome.
