Monthly Archives: July 2013

Daily Prompt: Opposite Day

Ceilings are, oddly enough, more interesting than everyone assumes- they deserve more attention.

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Hoot n’ Holler

“You make me want to pick up a guitar
and celebrate the myriad ways that I love you.
Can’t you see what you’ve done to my heart

and soul.”

 

Interpol

 

Not the most appropriate quote for this post but I’m listening to Interpol at the moment so it’s okay.

So.  It’s ultra hot out and I was wearing shorts.  Just showin’ off my gams, you know how it is (I usually don’t wear short-shorts, but is was just so dern hot out)..  So, to compensate for exposing basically all of my legs I wore a T-shirt; I feel soo uncomfortable to wear super shorts and a tank top.  Really, I fell like a hussy so I don’t oft do that.  Unless, perhaps, I’m at home.

Anyway.. I decided to wander about the area and see what’s what and about a block away from my apartment some guy drives by and whistles at me.  Some middle-aged guy.. no big deal… It was barely a block from my place

I thought, “So this is how this walk is going to be..” -_-

I was out walking for about an hour and a total of 5 older men whistled or did some such other nonsense.. FIVE.  I wasn’t out for very long. Just why..  I mean, even if they weren’t 20+ years older than me (-_-) do they really think that hootin’ and hollerin’ successfully catches the ladies?  Is it such an enthralling snare that just isn’t to be resisted?  It seems as though that’s how they feel about it.. Really, the only ladies who I’ve seen flattered by these tactics are trashy ones; if you went on a date with a guy who, when he initially saw you, said, “damn girrrl, look at dem legs!” you are trashy and I don’t consider you to even be a lady, and I’m not even sorry for saying it.

This has happened to me with guys my age, but I remain unimpressed.  I would prefer a guy spoke actual accepted sentences to me rather than hollering at me about my gams.  Of course, gams are legs, just putting that out there..

Needless to say, I think I’ll keep with company when I walk around- at the very least in hot weather..


Classy Café Blogger

“You know, you can’t keep letting it get you down
and you can’t keep dragging that dead weight around.
If there  ain’t all that much to lug around
better run like hell when you hit the ground.”

OK Go

 

I am in such a cliché moment right now.

Picture-painting time:

I’m sitting in a cafe at a high-stoolled table by a floor-to-ceilling window, overlooking a rainy day in the city and I’m blogging..

Lancaster is a pretty sweet place.  Granted, there isn’t really anything back at the apartment to do and you really just go somewhere to hang around anyway, except there’s always coffee- or ice cream.  I can dig it.  Still don’t have much to say, but that’s okay.

We went to a farmer’s market and saw a a guy in a camo shirt with a light saber strapped at his waist.  I’m going to say it made the trip worth while.

Work starts monday.  I will be a cashier at a food store, like  a boss, I know.  Training day 1 I am just a lowly bagger, but I can dig it. I am ready to start working, seeing as I have rent and school things to be supplying with money.  Once I get into the swing of things ima try to pick up as many hours as possible.  Nothing to do at home, still a bit awkward with the roomies and 2 months to the start of school so I’ve got the time and I certainly need the money.

Blahhhhhhhhhhhhhh

There’s so much to do, to get done, to get together..


Lancaster Lady

“So now you’re on your own
won’t you come back home
to see you’re not that kind
and find the strength to find the strength
to find another way.”

Two Door Cinema Club

 

It’s official; I am now a resident in Lancaster..

Is anyone else freaking out?

I’m bugging out,

just a bit..

. . .

It’s really quite weird to be living with COMPLETE STRANGERS.  They’re awesome people, don’t get me wrong but they’re still COMPLETE STRANGERS..  Today was pretty fabulous though, if you exclude spending 6 hours putting 3 pieces of furniture together..  Surprisingly, I don’t really have anything to say..

(except for a lot to dots, apparently)

My mother cried. A lot. I didn’t.. I am absolutely terrified due to the fact that I have never had to to anything (important) for my self ever, but also excited and I’ll most probably be broke before even school starts.  That’s what I got a job for, I suppose- which starts on monday.  4 days until I have some income.  Then I’ll at least have something to do..


Update-Type Thing (and a Tangent, of Course)

“Well at first there was
there was just no question;
who wouldn’t rather be
their reflection?”

OK Go

 

It’s been a while since I wrote anything.. though probably much less time than I think- I should actually check that..

Soooo today, I bought the last of what I need to move out :D I leave in TWO DAYS. Good lord, I am stoked.  Everything is ready (more or less) and at this point I’m just twiddling my thumbs.  There’s nothing for me here (at my parents’ house/ area); I have no job and nothing to do or accomplish.  What I do have is a job waiting for me, and college, and an independent living space waiting for me, as I wait for it..

I bought NINE books the other day!  It was buy 2, get the 3rd free and I admit, I got a bit carried away because I had a 30 dollar gift card leaving me 17 out of pocket to pay.  I love books.  I don’t have time for them though!  Rather- I won’t have time for them.  I also read so many at once none ever get finished, not in a timely manner at least. Last year I was on an informational book kick, up until I read Lord of the Rings (THE MOST AMAZING BOOK, I’ll be perpetually reading it for the rest of my life).  After that, I got back into stories, but I still go for odd things and the oldies-but-goodies type.  I can’t believe my friend convinced me to buy 9 books (technically , I bought 6).  So she didn’t have to twist my arm too hard about it.

In summary: I love books, and I love that I’m moving out.

I can finally refer to it as ‘my parents’ house’ without it being weird.

So this had no premise whatsoever.. I don’t even care.. whenever I say/hear someone say that I imagine some douchey self-confident bitch saying it with a stupid, too-cool-for-school tone.


OK Go, Crayons, and Glasses- Oh, My

“You Love everyone
just like a sovereign:
half magnanimous
half unimpressed.”

-OK Go

I LOVE OK Go.

I might have a problem.

ohh well..

I began making a poster for them using melted wax (I’m only using crayons so it’s not quite legitimate encaustic) because I’m an artsy lady.

That’s a pretty mild way to put it, seeing as I’m an art major..

I killed a lighter just putting down the first color (it took 2 crayons).  It was one of those long-stemmed lighters, not the small, pocket type.  Not to self: I need more heavy-duty of lighters.  What I noticed is different brands of crayons are of different viscosities. Crayola, when melted, becomes very thin and smooth.  It also stains the paper with oil.  I have some cheap nobody-knows-them brand that melts smoothly but not as transparent and then some old Crayola Twistables (yes, that’s right) which are much thicker and leaves strings as what happens when you use a glue gun. . I should get a glue gun..

ANYWAY, it’s a work in progress (WIP) and I’m going to eventually stencil on a few quotes of theirs that I fancy.

About OK Go:  they are fantastic.

They’re music used to be more rock, recently it’s become somewhat trippy and on the verge of ambient.  I, of course, love it all.  I’ve had their song ‘Back from Kathmandu’ stuck in my head for days now and it is just fantastic.  They’re incredibly innovative when it comes to music videos and the whole visual, you can tell, is exceedingly important to them.  They often wear only one color per person and set up all sorts of contraptions and puns.  OK Go is a prime example of my favorite bands:  they’re music is amazing and the sheer greatness of their videos elevates them so much so it’s indescribable.

Also!

I was at the eye doctor yesterday and I ordered new glasses! They’re the ‘quirky, artistic’ type.  I later saw  a photo of OK Go and one of their singers, Damian Kulash (my favorite), HAS THE SAME PAIR. I was so giddy.  I’m not one to get star stuck, but he is the exception to that XD


Modern Moonlight

This is fantastic. All I have to say is: Kudos

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