painting usually keeps me sane but lately it only gives me sleepless night. i sit there... staring at it... i close my eyes >to go to bed and i am still staring at it... still working on it... and it is consuming me... i don't think this is a good
Hi... I mostly slept today because this week was a killer. The dogwood trees are starting to bud.... they're the prettiest trees ever, except for japanese magnolias and the cherry blossoms that I have to see one day in d.c. jessica stuart wrote: thing. I think I know the feeling... that weird time when it's late and quiet, and the front of your head is pounding and your eyes are squinting and heavy as you try to paint a really thin line on something, and all you can think about is to make the picture look better... and the fumes of the paint make you feel all dirty and tired. When you finally go to sleep, all you can see is that squiggly thin line and your unsteady fingers tediously trying to paint it longer and longer. Yes. The only Academy Award big deal movie I saw was "Pollack" which was really cool but made me feel like my painting was a big fat joke. Oh well. Paddington Bear was okay enough, but when I was little I was a much bigger fan of Corduroy the Bear... the one that lost the button off of his corduroy overalls and got locked in the department store at night when he tried to look for it. Laura Llew wrote:
I finally moved after a relatively short time in hopes that I would erase her fear that one day she might walk into our dorm room to find me in my confederate flag bikini dancing around to "Dixie"
...scary... I know people who have done this! maybe I shouldn't admit to that.
(which is what I always use as my talent in all the beauty pageants I enter).
EEK. I saw a special inside look into beauty pageants. I don't understand how they can make those girls' hair poof out like that... it's like straight at the top, but then when it gets to their shoulders it BURSTS out in thousands of curls... plus, it never moves... EVER. The anxious mothers wait in the audience nervously cluctching bottles of hairspray. They play grocery store music in the background.
I have shunned the sun since High School thus making me into quite the whitey.
The sun is so mean to me. If I sit out for too long, I turn lobster red and pass out. Then, I don't move for a few days. So, I tend to avoid too much sun. I am moderately pasty as a result. Maybe it's for the better... one of our teachers always tells us that suntanning is a sin because it harms our bodies and makes us more prone to skin cancer. Really late last night, I was driving home by myself after having a lot of fun... and they played most of IYFS on the radio... I drove really fast and just sang the whole way... it was really perfect. Night night. Lauren __________________________________________________ Do You Yahoo!? Get email at your own domain with Yahoo! Mail. http://personal.mail.yahoo.com/ +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ Brought to you by the Sinister mailing list +---+ To send to the list mail sinister@missprint.org. To unsubscribe send "unsubscribe sinister" or "unsubscribe sinister-digest" to majordomo@missprint.org. WWW: http://www.missprint.org/sinister +-+ "sinsietr is a bit freaky" - stuart david, looper +-+ +-+ "legion of bedroom saddo devotees" "peculiarly deranged fanbase" +-+ +-+ "pasty-faced vegan geeks... and we LOST!" - NME April 2000 +-+ +-+ "frighteningly named Sinister List organisation" - NME May 2000 +-+ +-+ Nee, nee mun pish, chan pai dee kwa +-+ +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+