February 09, 2005 :: 11:50 p.m.
paint chips are high in iron
I was at school allllll day today. Gah. 2D was a paintapalooza, and apparently that is ALL WE ARE DOING ALL SEMESTER. I may kill myself. I mean, I'm actually sort of enjoying it, but painting for hours and hours on end is just too intense. Especially when your prior painting experience is limited to bedroom walls. That's me, folks. I'm a paint virgin. I actually always thought I sucked at painting, because I've tried a few times before and never had very good results. But it's not that I can't paint - I can, or at least I have the potential, if this first painting is any indication. It's just that painting is SO MUCH WORK. And I'm far too lazy for it. So by the end of the semester I will either be madly in love with painting or I'll have developed an allergic reaction to acrylics and will never pick up a paintbrush again. Here's hoping for the former.
Creative Writing was blah. It usually is. We did some peer reading, and my draft went over well. Writing is one area where I actually do have a bit of confidence, but positive reinforcement is always a treat. I'm such a slut for praise and approval.
After class I came home and watched Project Runway (Austin was robbed! Wendy is the devil and her outfit was very, very ugly.) and American Idol, because my life is a veritable taprestry. And now I believe I'm going to sneak in an episode of Wonderfalls before bed. Glorious.
Over and out.
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