Monthly Archives: March 2012

You should probably celebrate with a slice of pie.

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Matthew Vines: The Gay Debate: The Bible and Homosexuality

I can never read all the books I want; I can never be all the people I want and live all the lives I want. I can never train myself in all the skills I want. And why do I want? I want to live and feel all the shades, tones and variations of mental and physical experience possible in life. And I am horribly limited.

Sylvia Plath (via fromtheweirdtotheinsane)

This is how I feel, and a part of what causes me to panic.

I went to engineering semi last weekend.

I danced a lot, had some interesting conversations, and saw some 4-stream friends.

I forgot the bus scheduled and ended up ruining the cutest curly hair I have probably ever done by myself, due to walking all the way to school in the wind.

This is by the end of the night when my blue makeup is all smudged and my nails are marked up, but hey, you probably didn’t even notice till I pointed it out.

Anyways, I think a certain boy wanted to see these šŸ˜‰

P.S. Dance music is mostly hilariously awful, and some of it isn’t even easy to dance to! I mean there was a waltz of all things!? I would have rathered Los Camposinos!, though dramatic renditions of Don’t Stop Believing were fun.

P.S.S. I did the brightening the inside corner of the eyes thing that missglamorazzi does, I think it looks pretty šŸ™‚

Complexities of Longing

Remembering people and places I’ve lots touch with makes me wonder if humans were meant to travel wide and far, even amiciably growing a part from people has a sort of pain to it. There is only so much time and energy to put into friendships, and maybe if we didn’t move around so much we would not aquire and shed the way we do, for it is hard to remain close over great distance, especially when years slip by. I do not know why it is I desire to hold on to connections so tightly, although human nature itself is surely the reason in part, I wonder if perhaps the isolation I felt from my peers for some time led my to hold so tight to the friends I made. Sometimes I simply forget, but if I remember, bumping into some trace of what we had, or the person themself, the waves of nostalgia overtake me. It is a strange feeling to be content in the present, and even excited for the future, while still missing the past. However it feels rooted to my extreme disconfort with eternity and mortality, I would like to have forever to explain time in both directions.

Strangely enough, this is probably also why I’m a pack rat, and a compassionate person.

It’s late but I got a lot done today!

  • 4 loads of laundry + actually folding
  • cleaned room
  • cooked dinner (avacado + salt + pepper, perogies + sour cream)
  • skype meeting
  • three important lengthy emails
  • updated my resume
  • skyped the boy, phoned the family
  • read another chapter of the Now Habit by Neil Fiore
  • set up my unschedual
  • caught up on big bang theory
  • caught up on my youtube subscriptions
  • finished my no edge drawing
  • bonus: cat version of no edge drawing
  • and even a little down time

I mean, I actually got my incredibly long list done and some! Although of course, my lists are still abnormally long because I a) have so many ideas for projects and articles and b) the more things I do the more ideas and work seems to be generated.

But still, a good day.

by my count (resume, email, chores) I put in 5:55 of quality work.

Of course, this is what it looked like before I started editing out the space cats.

Edge or No Edge?

I started making this picture for Kristina Horner’s things found in space that don’t belong in space contest, but stars take a lot longer to draw than I anticipated. I saw some other people made No Edge jokes, but despite that and the contest being over I still, of course, finished my drawing.

I used black paper and drew an outline in white pencil crayon. The bottom and grid of space are also both done in white pencil crayon. I used slight amounts of other pencil crayon colors to give a bit of a textured look. The majority of the stars were drawn with a silver gel pen, but I also used a variety of colors of triplus gel-liners and metallic markers. The largest silver bits were made with a paint pen.

Anyways, Enjoy!

EDIT: Oh no! I missed a space cat!