November 21st, 2005

2013, cyd, new


i've noticed that something happens with communication when people live together for a long time. they speak in the middle of their thoughts and the other person can either say, "what the chocolate christ are you talking about?", or they can try to decipher it.

i do it to doc far more than he does it to me, but i only remember him doing it, another rule in long term relationships.

for example, last night i had my head in an anne rice novel and doc was at the computer. i hear him ask, "who's the lady on your page?" . . . ummmm . . . homepage? myspace page? blog? a glance at the computer reveals my lj layout colors. okay, some icon on my friends list? no. my lj page, my icon. frances farmer.

the rest of the conversation was just too silly as i tried to remind him who she was.

the strangely disturbing thing was when i realized he was reading my lj and laughing and started calling it "cute". he only read the recent entries, the happier ones. little does he know how i bore you with my masturbatory melodrama most of the time.

is anyone else watching the nike plane landing gear crisis, hour four on the news channels? slow slow news day.
2013, cyd, new

nike landing gear crisis, the aftermath

"as the president of nike pulls his head . . . out of crash position . . ."

was the guy on fox news thinking "pulls his head out of his ass"? we may never know, but the possibility is worth a laugh. you know how i love unfortunate fox news narfs*.

*a narf is a verbal garbling or fuck up
2013, cyd, new


i just did pice three in the collage series i was doing. it has been weeks since i did something artistic. i was shaking almost the whole time. but the three collages look so good clustered together, it was worth the anxiety to create it. i can't wait to find a place to put them. eventually i'll have enough pieces that i can make a portfolio.

meanwhile the walls fill with art. i love it. i wish i could afford to support all the artists i like. i can always find more wall space. i have a poster and cloth hanging from my comic book days hanging in my hallway that can be taken down and stored to make room to hang more. meanwhile i've gotten some ATCs from trading that i plan to frame in some matching wire frames and hang. ATCs are the only form of art i can support, since i have a bunch made and occasionally make more in fits and batches for trading.

i have so much to do on the computer, i really need to make a list so i have it in front of me so it gets done.

i will also take this chance to remind you that i still make and sell blank journals and jewelry, and kam316's is affordable and available, all at my ebay store. new art and journals and pride jewelry will be available this week, but there is still plenty there to choose from.
2013, cyd, new

well then

i didn't fuck up my meds, i just forgot how many damn days are in a week and precisely which day i happen to be on. never the less, i am getting a pill organizer because this wasn't worth it.

though it is good to know that i really am this happy with the proper amount of meds. and today the creative block finally broke and i'm planning on spending a couple of hours in the studio tonight.