late-night confessional

so i'm up doing homework and sewing... blaaaaah for not having time, blaaaah for deadlines, blah blah blah.

and i've got some things to say.

i HATE making eyelet buttonholes and El Greco.

i've made 19/28 of them.



aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!



my elbows hurt from accidentally being set down on sewing-pin covered tables. my back hurts from scrunching under a stack of chairs for a long time during rehearsal today, just so that i could enter on cue. i'm extremely creeped out because i stupidly started thinking about the sixth sense earlier. bad idea. ALWAYS freaks me out at night. and in the day. ok, just always.

but i've got good hummus and an endless supply of... water.

ok.

back to work, beatrice.

i know, i know

I just started the coolest event ever! The Great Facebook Mix CD Swap of 2010! I'm always wondering what other people listen to, and I always love finding new artists. So this should be fun! Lots of people have already joined the group. Whoop!

And yes. I know. I've been awfully lazy about posty posting lately. But really, you wouldn't believe how busy I am this semester. What with rehearsals, classes, applications, graduation, various projects with swiftly approaching deadlines, and general growing-up-responsibilities... I'm so busy.

But believe me, I've got some awesome stories to tell about the last couple of weeks. Hopefully I'll get a chance this week sometime!

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Thankfulness

Well... yesterday was bad, but today I'm thankful. And, oddly enough, after yesterday's stupidity, the one thought that I couldn't get out of my head last night as I forced myself to destress by watching reruns of The Nanny (love, love, love) was .... I Want A Sandwich.

Yes, my gut instincts are not limited to fight or flight.

Fight or Flight or Sandwich.

And it reminded me of this delightful quote:

“Can I share with you my worldview? All of humankind has one thing in common: the sandwich. I believe that all anyone really wants in this life is to sit in peace and eat a sandwich.”

- Tina Fey, 30 Rock

How true.

So tonight I will have a sandwich. And then I'm sure I won't be sick anymore.

Today I am thankful for:

Sandwiches, of course.

Ginger ale.

Friends who send out-of-the-blue messages just because.

The ability to eat cheese.

Backpacks that don't hurt.

Socks.

Puffy blankets.

These things.

BB gun, and step on it!

This is not my negative space. I don’t want to pollute it with things-that-go-into-my-negative-space. But I thought perhaps I’d give you some insight into my day. Actually, my week.

As you know, I got a ticket Sunday night. Still smarting from that. Well, as I was already looking out on the week with a less-than-positive eye, this morning’s hours of studying for the SAT, then realizing I hadn’t finished my Spanish homework and rushing to finish ... this didn’t help with the positivity thing. After a piece of toast (I miss real breakfast), I rushed out the door and hurried to class, feeling bad about the day, the month, the life.

However, on the way I discovered a little cupcake bakery on the way, and made a mental note to stop by on my way home. Suddenly the day went up a few shades in brightness. Then my current happy song came on the radio. And I knew. The worm has turned, being trodden upon. Things were going up. ... or ... so I thought. Oh ho ho ho naive child that I was!

In class we were given an unanticipated test. I ate three lollipops. That was lunch. Then after class and study group, as I was driving home, the car made a loud POWkablang, let out a puff of dark smoke, and shuddered to a halt. When I, in desperation, tried to turn it on again, it shuddered and jumped for about 8 seconds, and then started moving on its own volition (yikes!) and then stopped again.

Hmm.

So I called a tow truck. It took him an hour and 15 minutes to get there. While I waited I realized I hadn’t eaten for real, so I got a donut from a really rude pastry maker. When he finally arrived, I turned my back on the donut for one second and a bird ate it.

Oh. Well. That’s super helpful.

Well, after I finally got home I started feeling sick. Which is impossible, as I’m pretty sure they make you take the SAT even if you’re sick. Throwing up. Fainting in the aisles. You gotta stay in there!

So the thing is... I know this will pass. Things will be better soon. Saturday night, probably. But right now... ugh. Bad. Things can only go up! I hate that my writing and conversation doesn’t involve verbs anymore... lives should have verbs in them! This will pass.

(You know, I think the worst part of the day may have been the donut/bird incident. Really. Is that sad?)

Etsy

I've been thinking of starting an Etsy shop, because I've become rather crafty of late. Unfortunately I haven't time to spare at the moment, but this is something I'm longing to do. Perhaps over Christmas break.

So many things are being pushed onto the "perhaps over Christmas break" list recently that I'm beginning to wonder if perhaps I'll be busier over Christmas break than I am during school.

If I did open an Etsy shop, I'd be selling things like headbands, curtains, throw pillow slipcovers, my monster dolls (they're really quite friendly and personable), and I've recently designed some rather delightful mobiles. I've got other ideas, but those are the ones I'm confident of right now.

Problems with this idea:
1. No time.
2. Whenever I create something I become so attached to it that I can't let it go. Because of this, things are looking frightful on the whole motherhood front.