all caps.
I just want to be a doper person, which starts with me not always telling people how dope I think I am.”
— Kanye West
genius, that mr. west. originally written in all CAPITAL LETTERS. you know, for emphasis.
second runner-up?
We’re just going to have to remove that situation from the situation.”
polaroid expedition.
although nothing can replace my four polaroid cameras, the stacks of memories i have gilded in the familiar white frame, or the extinction of available film [sigh! panic!] that makes me incredibly sad, poladroid is my newest fun discovery.
me, circa spring 2007. green bedroom, the now anderson house.
now, let me get back to trying to find non-expired film for cheap (which i will buy with what money exacty?) while i can. at least my mio takes fuji film!
jingle.
i always wonder what composer is resposible for creating some of these commercial jingles. like, the new one for sour cream or the credit report dot com commercials?
maybe there is a reason why jingle writers aren’t famous. they don’t want to be known for this work, but they want the nice stuff that comes from it.
understandable.
but they should definitely experience the middle school classrooms where all the kids come in singing along to these inane lyrics. it’s really special.
hello, lover.
meet george michael, my new macbook.
much like the godfather, george michael the macbook came to me through a lovely set of unforseen circumstances. a very lovely man (hi dad!) needed a new laptop, and had had his eye on mine since i got it four-ish years ago. alas, they no longer make my super-portable little guy, so he made me an offer, and like the godfather, i couldn’t refuse. between the offer, a sweet rebate, a discount for being a college student, and a little tax refund money, i couldn’t really lose. call me parker lewis.
and although i love that little pc guy, and would definitely have kept him for many more years, it was too good to pass up. good price for me, good time to upgrade, good time to make a switch (just to a laptop, not to the cult of cool – i’m not having the apple logo tattooed on my lower back, or anything) just, you know, all systems go.
and, well, it was time to have more fun with my laptop.
so i’ve made the pc to mac switch for now, and although i am much slower with my george at first, i trust that we are MFEO, and will get up to speed with all his fancy tricks very soon. although, any and all suggestions welcome from you mac people.
au revoir, my little guy, enjoy your new home. welcome, george michael. gt’s to come.
he has good taste, obvs.
the boy was liking this guy’s work, so i poked around to see what i thought. love it. love it so much i would say that i luuuurve it. i pretty much want this color palette for my entire house. you know, the one in my imagination since i live in a cavement (cave-like basement) ala chez parent’s house.
and, i would like this painting too.
and a paddle game.
that’s all i need.
that’s not too much to ask, right?
i am a marching band.
it would almost make me like r. kelly, this song would.
almost.
Bonnie Prince Billy – “The World’s Greatest” [r. kelly cover]
not feeling like the world’s greatest anything this week. play on. it’ll come.
whoa, list woe.
it’s certainly a special day when you realize that you filled up an entire to-do list of the to-do lists you need to make.
i did just such a thing.
sometimes i want to list out absolutely everything i have to do, need to do, would like to do, want to do, all so i can just have it not knocking around the pinball machine of my head, racking up the extra points, and down on paper.
but then, once i start to do that, i realize that it just overwhelms me more, and is no less unorganized than when it was filed in my mental rolodex.
so instead, i just fill up one day at a time, with the things that i’m doing that day. and to be honest? i underestimate. i imagine that if i get the two things on this paper done, i won’t sit around and think i have nothing else to do. but, if i put the 9 things on there i wish i could get done if i start acting like jason statham in the latest crank movie sequel, i willalas only still get two things done, and then have the added bonus of guilt, that fantastic dessert topping.
so.
let’s just shoot for the accurate. push yourself a little, don’t overdo it, and if you did this everyday, SURELY something must get done eventually.
right? RIGHT?
a springtime q & a.
question:
answer:
definitely.
spring is a very good time to fall in love.
for the first time.
or, again…
bleary.
i’m working with my people to try to get some kind of normal life back right now. you know, the kind where you feel alive, and not mostly dead. (anyone else hear the princess bride when you say that?)
but until these things we are doing take hold…
everything is much more of the same. wake up not rested. get really spacey at school during my 1:00 lecture. plug through, taking furious notes and hoping that i get everything. absolutely dead tired, like could-fall-over-at-anytime tired around 3 – 6pm, when i should be getting many other things done, and then i’m up until all hours. exhausted in mind and wired in body. like an elephant is on my chest and the rest of me is plugged into a light socket. it’s nuts.
we’re working on it, for sure. like everything, god knows what he is doing and i am always learning to listen. and most times, except right now when i feel like i’ve been run over this week by many, many vehicles, i have hope that things will improve.
they just take time. small steps, every day. slow consistent change.
and i’m getting to be alright with that.
it’s just the very slow in-between times that are so trying.
isn’t that true of most anything? you celebrate the journey and hope for the destination (if there really is one?) or at least signs of improvement, and you learn patience patience patience. perseverance is not a pretty sight, i tell you. mercy amidst despair, or worse (at least for me) despondence.
yawn.
i am really really tired, in nearly every sense of the word.
buck up there, little camper.
what i need.
Compass 8149, originally uploaded by refmo.
right now i need a really, really big compass.
and a drink, preferably one that comes with little umbrellas in it and an oceanside view.
sara, darling. 