Midterm on the 12th!
Study! Panic! Play a videogame and stare into the abyss!
I've been spending the past few weeks sorting pottery sherds which is all well and good and very exciting when you find a piece with ochre ('it's ritual!') as part of my archaeology class but it sure is cutting into my sitting around and drawing flowers time! I kill me. Anyway I'm starting to go a little insane from how hard it is to keep fabric impressed and cord roughened meanings straight - I can tell them apart no problem but it's like if I keep looking at a turtle and going 'that's a mammal' and a squirrel going 'that's a reptile' and then I get all anxious and can't settle on the right one and I go to quietly stand and look at the samples and whisper 'fabric. Fabric. Fabric has dimples. Cord is linear. That was a piece of burnt bone'
I (a hairdresser, not me) dyed my hair purple (on the sides) and blue (on the top) today and I look like I'm only seen under a special light. It's great.
In other news, it's been 21 years and I still hum that damn tune from Ocarina of Time when I'm doing something. I will never be free. I haven't even heard it in person in longer than actual adults have been alive, too.
My cat has been very cute and soft lately.
I need a glue stick because I have three matchboxes filled to the brim with what I *thought* was stickers but are just... tiny cut outs of paintings. Not stickers of them. Just very small posters for like, ants. And I wish to adorn my diary with Mucha and Van Gogh and nebulously victorian 'fairies'.
I've been spending the past few weeks sorting pottery sherds which is all well and good and very exciting when you find a piece with ochre ('it's ritual!') as part of my archaeology class but it sure is cutting into my sitting around and drawing flowers time! I kill me. Anyway I'm starting to go a little insane from how hard it is to keep fabric impressed and cord roughened meanings straight - I can tell them apart no problem but it's like if I keep looking at a turtle and going 'that's a mammal' and a squirrel going 'that's a reptile' and then I get all anxious and can't settle on the right one and I go to quietly stand and look at the samples and whisper 'fabric. Fabric. Fabric has dimples. Cord is linear. That was a piece of burnt bone'
I (a hairdresser, not me) dyed my hair purple (on the sides) and blue (on the top) today and I look like I'm only seen under a special light. It's great.
In other news, it's been 21 years and I still hum that damn tune from Ocarina of Time when I'm doing something. I will never be free. I haven't even heard it in person in longer than actual adults have been alive, too.
My cat has been very cute and soft lately.
I need a glue stick because I have three matchboxes filled to the brim with what I *thought* was stickers but are just... tiny cut outs of paintings. Not stickers of them. Just very small posters for like, ants. And I wish to adorn my diary with Mucha and Van Gogh and nebulously victorian 'fairies'.