December 03, 2001 :: 11:51 a.m.
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listening to... light jazz on the radio.
reading... The Golden Compass, by Philip Pullman.
feeling... squishy.
I'm not really feeling squishy, but I didn't know what to put up there. My mood at the moment isn't defined enough to cover it with a single word. So I'm feeling squishy.
The book I was reading before wasn't really holding my interest. I feel kind of bad, but I had to move on. Maybe I'll get through it some other time.
No job at Hollywood Video for me. I didn't get home until about 3 a.m. last night, and I went to sleep later than that, so getting up at 8 to go to that stupid place was out of the question. The woman who hired me called around 10:30, just as I was waking up. I told her I wasn't going to take the job, blah blah blah, whatever. I'm still unemployed, but I'd rather have no job than a job I hate. I'm probably going to go out and collect some more applications this afternoon... at the flower shop, at Dick Blick, at Cornerstone Coffee House... those sorts of things. I'm tempted to try my hand at cooking somewhere, but I'm a bit skeptical as to how well that would work out.
Every time I think I get this college thing sorted out, I change my mind again. First I wanted to go to a regular school and do asian studies; then I want to go to art school; then I wanted to go to a regular school and do asian studies; now I want to go to art school again. I'm a horribly indecisive person. But for a few moments, at least, I'm settled on the art school thing. Now I just need to haul ass and try to put together a decent portfolio by the application deadline. I did a sketch for a painting that I want to try and do... maybe I'll start that today. I'm not sure about it, though, because painting really isn't something I'm exceptionally good at. I tried to think of another medium I could use instead, but nothing I have available seems fitting. It's a watercolor thing. That's just its personality.
Blah. We'll see.
My brother Jobe and his daughter are here. She's the cutest little girl. I'm not much of a baby person, as you're probably aware, but as long as they aren't mine I can admit that they're cute and somewhat likeable. At times. She's just got the biggest blue eyes; they remind me of Adam's eyes. He's got gorgeous eyes, which I tell him all the time, but he'd probably be loathe to admit it. *laughs* He's got issues with that.
Tomorrow is movie night at Joe's, and I have no idea what to rent. Last time we rented What Dreams May Come, and the time before that we saw Go. I really want to see Freeway, but we can't find it on DVD. It sort of amuses me that Joe has a DVD player but not a VCR. It sort of narrows down the movie choices, but what we do get always has fun features on it. I got him Dancer in the Dark on DVD for christmas, and I'm so tempted to open in and play with all the extras. I won't, of course, but it's oh-so-tempting.
I wanted to go to the Sal's today. They had a really cute tea set there about a week ago, but for some reason I didn't buy it. I was going to go yesterday, but it was Sunday and they aren't open on Sundays, so Joe and I went to see Harry Potter instead. *laughs* Yep! I saw it again. And I'll probably go see it again with Amanda. I love it. I want to watch it over and over and over until I have it all memorized, and when it comes out on VHS/DVD, it is so mine. Unfortunately, getting my HP fix depleted my meager funds, so the cute tea set will just have to wait. Hopefully it'll be there when I can afford it.
It's kind of sad that I can't afford to buy anything at the Salvation Army.
Edited at 12:49 p.m. Here is the sketch I was talking about earlier. It's pretty rough, and some things need to be changed (like the ankles), but I thought I'd post it here in case anyone wants to take a look.
-Amanda
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