Garfield Minus Garfield

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So much funnier, and so much more true it cuts me to the core. This one is probably my favorite.

AWESOME!!!

So.... yeeeeeahhh....

I got into the Drawing/Painting program! The Visual Arts Department sent me an e-mail stating they're accepting a few extra students and would like me to be one of them. Um... what?!?! But I spent so much money already on English Independent Study classes, and on Italian books! I'm thinking of minoring in English so it doesn't go to waste (and I do really like English!), but we'll see. I'm done with generals, so that's good, too. AAAAAAAAAAAAACK!!!!!!! I feel so disoriented and bewildered! And beFUDDLED! Not too much that last one, but you get the idea.

I'd like to thank the academy, my darling husband, my family and friends that believed in me...


I mostly want to know if they didn't initially accept me because my GRADES weren't up to par, or my artwork.

Either way, I guess it doesn't matter because I'M IN THE DRAWING/PAINTING MAJOR!!!! And get to take classes like OIL PAINTING and BOOK BINDING! Can you GET any cooler than that?! Gosh, it's going to be hard, but this is something I'm excited to, you know, try at.

Why don't you take a picture--it'll last longer!

So I love photographs, but lately I find myself being hypercritical/cynical of them. As I walk through museums, etc. and look at a vast array of them, they just scream CONTRIVED! POSED!! TRITE!! PRETENTIOUS! But mostly contrived. I get the Seattle Times online--just the local news, and then movies on the weekends, and came across this--a selection of photos taken by just normal locals in Seattle. I just thought I'd scan over it really quickly and lose interest after a couple of pictures. BUT WOW! The vast majority of these just seem so serendipitous--the photographer was just in the right place at the right time, and captured the beauty of an instant. I ended up taking my time looking through each of them, tickled at the descriptions of how gleeful these people were. They were so excited! And so was I to see their work. The images were so natural and genuine. Nothing was posed or arranged. Now that's what I CALL a composition.

And best of all, they're all pictures taken in Washington. CAN YOU SEE why I pang for it everyday?!

I am...the blood thinner BWA HAH AH AH A

Actually quite the opposite. I tested positive for it, so my blood apparently coagulates a little TOO much, so I'm at a 5-13% increase compared to the normal population of having a blood clot. Good times! This means I'm off my b.c. which I have mixed feelings about. Work 8-5 everyday now, except for Thursdays when I get off at noon. Yay for Thursdays! Boooooo for every other day. Kyle and I have started running every other dayish together. We'll see how that goes. I'm knitting a cute navy blue sweater. The link of the pattern can be found HERE (but I had to make some alterations to the pattern--I swear their math is wrong. Or maybe I just undid my sweater several times just for fun.). Anyway, if you want to make it, ask me about it, and I'll tell you what you need to do differently. I'm making it longer (curse my parents for me being long-waisted!), with tighter sleeves. I'm also in the middle of reading Walker Percy's "Love in the Ruins: The adventures of a bad catholic at a time near the end of the world." The writing style/story reminds me vaguely of Kurt Vonnegut, one of my favorite writers. I've read this book before in high school and wanted to read it again to see if I still liked it. I honestly didn't remember there being such an abundance of derogatory terms! Ignoring that (can't tell if Percy is a racist, if it's just an indication of his time period, or if it's to serve a direct purpose in the story. If you know, fill me in!) I'm really enjoying it. Wouldn't mind a spin on the lapsometer, although I'd like to get happy through the normal avenues, not through being read by a machine and given a sodium solution. Unless I get desperate.