Watch For Falling Mice

Spent all day Tuesday in Chicago with a friend. We went to the art museum for most of the day and spent the rest running around downtown. It was good to get back. I'm kind of in love with the crazy place. Here are some photos of a few of my favorite works we got to see, and of course some photos of the city. I lugged my 35mm around with me so I have some photos I need to develop too.

Sick

Been sick all week. Sucks. So behind in classes. Missed out on all the fun this weekend. Bummer man.

"if ever i get out of bed
without a kiss to the center of your head
then i never deserved you from the start
and you can let loose the wall around my heart"

Photo cred. He's just so fluffy and cute :]

Planes, Trains, and Automobiles

So many dreams about planes lately. And they are really depressing dreams. I did some Google-ing and discovered according to dream analysis it could be interpreted as being afraid time is slipping away. What was it I was talking about in my last post...?

I'm reconsidering my old idea for an airplane tattoo, as it now has a deeper meaning than ever.

Photo cred.

Ma Petite Soeur

We had a beautiful little snow storm at the start of the weekend. Covered everything in this thick mix of ice and snow. You still can't properly walk on the sidewalks; it's kind of comical.

I hate how fast the weekend goes. I wish time would slow down right now. Days go too fast. There is so much going on I feel I can't hold it all in my brain. It's like trying to run with a glass full of water, all of it sloshing over the edges. Not that I'm complaining, I'm content right now, I honestly am. I guess I'm just afraid time is slipping away from me. It is in a way.

Talked to my family some tonight. It's so hard that I don't get to talk to my little sister very much. I feel like she's slipping away too. Just for awhile though. I know we'll eventually end up together. We've always been inseparable.

Photo Cred.

Goodnight, Moon.

I want a really, really big mattress without a bed frame.
Just plop it on my apartment floor,
Next to the window, ya know.
With some crisp white bedding,
It'll be perfect when the sun comes up tomorrow.

Photo Cred.
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I Must Become a Lion Heart Again

Can't stop listening: Florence and the Machine. Postcards from Italy, You've Got the Love the XX, Rabbit Heart. It's happy music mostly. Good for the soul, I think.

Hey, Note to Self:

Never refer to your ethnic designated driver "Sanjaya" because you don't know whats going on and you just follow the other plastered passenger's lead -- you will feel like an asshole in the morning. People have names. Ask them.

1:28am. Still not in bed. Looks like I'm gonna take a nap after Drawing and before Art History. :]

Photo from "Rabbit Heart".

Feb-roo-airy

I hate being broke! My work accidentally put my check in someone's account so I've been waiting until next payday to get my missing paycheck. Frustrating as hell, but the way I look at it, it's less money I spend now.

Girls are inevitably materialistic. I'm not allowed to buy anymore clothes until my birthday though. I cut myself off! Something had to be done...I went overboard over break. BUT for my birthday, I'm going to buy myself...

-a black clutch. Seriously, why don't I have one already? When we go out on the weekends, it really is necessary.

-a broach or vintage earrings from Von's. It's this awesome store we have here with really cheap, but beautiful, vintage jewelry. Oh, and while I'm there, I'd really like to sign up for the jewelry making classes :] This place is lined with beads along their huge walls. It's glorious.

-a few more books off my book wish list on half.com. I'm addicted to novels, and Spring Break is right after my birthday, so a girl's gotta have beach reading material!

Enough ranting about my material wishes. I hate doing that, but what can I say, I'm a girl, I like fashion, blah blah blah.

There is a sketch to be finished, hair to be colored, and a chapter to be read before bed. Yeah, something's gotta give because I know I won't get it all done...

P.S. My batteries died on my borrowed digital camera so all those lovely pictures I planned on taking of my artwork and sewing projects and outfits have been postponed. And I can't develop my 35mm film that easy so that must wait too. I really miss my camera phone! It was so easy to just snap a pic of inspiration walking to class in the morning, or a project in progress...

And I'm ranting again, ha ha. Goodnight.

Photo Cred: FRIENDZ.