justjewls filled this out and it sucked me in . . .

Q: What color is most reflective of you?
hmmm. i don’t know. i am still in an orange phase, so i would say either a shimmery orange or bright grass green.

Q: How did you get the idea for your journal name?
I love the old english fairground culture . . . so this journal is ropedancer, zines and personal site are the raree show, and art business is magic lantern arts!

Q: What song are you playing now, or wish you were playing?
nellie mckay is crooning. i think it’s “ding dong” ala moment.

Q: Has the death of a celebrity ever made you cry?
John Lennon. I was five. It tore me up. Still does.

Q: What color underwear are you wearing?
shiny violet

Q: Do you want a baby?
not really. i love kids, but not for me right now. i really want to adopt later.

Q: What does your mom do for a living?
she’s an academic librarian

Q: What does your dad do for a living?
he’s an artist and musician, makes all kinds of things, plays guitar, sells stuff on ebay, works at a vintage record store

Q: What is your pet’s name?
my kitties are Baby, Ginger, Jack and Jill

Q: What color are your bed sheets?
lavender flannel

Q: What was the last concert you attended?
Lotus Fest– world music, all sorts of fabulousness

Q: Who was with you?
all my friends! including vitreous_fish

Q: What was the last movie you saw?
Around the Bend with Chris Walken, Josh Lucas and Michael Caine.

Q: Who do you dislike most at this moment?
well, no one really.

Q: What food are you craving right now?
I don’t know but it should be covered in Ranch dressing. lol

Q: Did you dream last night?
yea. pyrophorus and zach braff made appearances. 🙂

Q: What was the last TV show you watched?
30 Minute Meals with Rachel Ray

Q: What is your fave piece of jewelry?
My silver Tiffany choker

Q: What is to the left of you?
The front window looking onto our street. And a stack of K.’s books for his dissertation.

Q: What was the last thing you ate?
A bog ole salad

Q: Who is your best friend of the opposite sex?
K., David and maduro

Q: Write a song lyric that’s in your head?
I woke up singing, “So that’s why birds do it, bees do it, even educated fleas do it . . .”

Q: What song is that from?
Cole Porter’s “Let’s Fall in Love”

Q: Who last IMed you?
It’s been a very long time since I have signed in to a message service . . .

Q: What shampoo do you use?
right now, raspberry herbal essences.

Q: When was the last time you cut your hair?
9 months maybe?

Q: Are you on any meds?
I have a crazy neurological mess thanks to lyme. so, i take paxil so my left cheek doesn’t go numb. and so i don’t go crazy. 🙂

Q: Do you have a mental disorder?
If the above counts.

Q: What shirt are you wearing?
the one i slept in. an oversized Godspell tshirt.

Q: What time is it?
3:08 pm. (yes, i am still in my pjs, what of it?!)

Q: What is your fave frozen treat?
Maggie Moo’s Better Batter with fresh strawberries mixed-in.

Q: Are you sexy?
I am sure someone might think so.

Q: What’s your favorite shopping store?
I like fancy markets and local specialty stores.

Q: Can you imagine yourself ever getting married?
If I weren’t already I would say No. hehehe

Now I must shower and get ready for dinner with anna and hopefully whit, too.

ruh-ruh-ruh-randomness–

–when i should by all sense and logic be in bed.

lotsa people ask to see artwork, and i feel like sucha loser having little to show. It’s either not scanned, or (insert list of excuses here.)
oh, and someday, i shall commit to a design and put up a website.
i’ve got the content and skills to do so, but the utter lack of ability to choose a direction or design.
right now i’ve gotta concentrate on the move . . . but after that
will someone please put the bullet in my mouth and force me to bite?

in the meantime, i love sending little artworks through the mail. . .
most recently these two posties!
and big hugs to klimtkat who immediately responded with postal Looooove. I got your letter today. 🙂

and a few days ago I looked outside and saw some big-ass snowflakes. and i took a picture.

oooooh and the new tori album came in the mail today– I love pre-ordering things because you always get them a little early!

illustrative!

what an oddly good kinda day!

I scanned in these illustrations– last week’s
friendship

this week’s The Year of the Rooster

The weirdest thing?
My computer (the one that hasn’t had sound in years . . .) now has sound. I did a dance of joy.
Let’s just say my computer savvy husband didn’t tell me that it’s lack of sound coincided with the installation of xp . . .
Nah. I shant blame him, but it was odd that I stumbled onto a solution when, if I had gone looking for one, I would have spent hours searching and downloading, and reading dumbass forums and rebooting . . .

The coolest thing?
I am soooo close to having this damn loan closed. *pants* It makes me out of breath just thinking of it.

The best thing?
I got books from amazon today . . . which I am diving into immediately following a bubble bath.

And I finished watching season one of Deadwood today. SOOOOOOOO Satisfying.
We aren’t going to talk about how addicted I am to cable tv shows.
I outright BOUGHT carnviale season one . . . .and it wasn’t cheap.

does anyone else . . .

live in mortal fear of walking into a dark room of their home and stepping into a pile of fresh cat hork?!?
just wondering.
cuz when i entered my house tonight i felt myself tense up.

and when i asked meself, now why did my shoulders just rise to my ears (?)
I laughed out loud when I realized that I
am terrorized by hairballs
(and regurgitated food from one cat who, despite a belly that drags the ground, thinks he’s starving and swallows
his food–and the others if he can– in one great swallow.)

how does one teach a cat to masticate?

well, it’s the wind-down after work, where I can easily get trapped into staying up all night.
I just can’t relax right away. But my goal is to get to bed in the next 15 minutes, to preserve my new schedule.
*nighty night*

t r a n q u i l i t y

*drip*
*drip*
yes, that’s sarcasm oozing from each space in that word.

i have had, for what is coming upon three days now, the most aggravating migraine.
mostly it feels like someone is wringing out the muscles and whatnot behind my left eye.
great visual, huh?
you’re just lucky i didn’t illustrate it for you.
so yes, i am typing while squinting my left eye and as doped up on excedrin as one can get.

the comfort continues in my queen size bed.
to my left? one spouse.

may the gods and goddesses of a sleep disorder study bestow rest and productive sleep upon us both soon.

it’s honestly like darth vader with a head cold and sleep apnea.
snoring, wheezing
and then three seconds or so of tense silence.
then a great GASP.

repeat.
for eight hours.

at my feet?
what i can only imagine an amateur porn shoot would sound like.
but, no.
i have a cat— the heinous calico bitch—
who insists on slurping and chewing her own ass.
at 3am and in my bed.

it’s quite a cacaphony.

and we wonder why *my* sleep schedule is SCREWED.