Eep! I just emailed my resum to DWR. They're finally opening a studio in Miami, on Lincoln Road, and even if I don't get the job (and I totally should -- retail experience + love of fine furniture = discounts!), I'll drop by at least once a month to ogle the furniture. Hm. Maybe it's better if I don't get the job. I might start drooling every time I see an Eames chair or Fortuny lighting.
I taped off the walls this afternoon. I'll be ready to paint when school gets out, and I can head on home to paint the trim and walls. The wall color is called November Rain, and that's really weird. When I was unloading my room, I unearthed two GnR cassettes: Use Your Illusion (which features "November Rain") and Appetite for Destruction (which I gave up looking for last month -- I thought it was lost for good). So now I have more tapes to listen to in my car. My car doesn't have a CD player. And it's getting to the point where I should probably get a new car -- well, a new used car, anyway -- because it has 150,000+ miles or so on it, and it will die any day now. Oh, and the trim is called "icing." It has a bit of cream in it, so it's not stark white, which I like. That's going on the trim, the closet doors (which I took down yesterday and plan on painting outside), the closet inside, the door, and the ceiling. I rented a little mini-scaffolding so I don't kill my neck while painting. The November Rain color has a slight tinge of sage green, but it's still very, very gray. I love the color.
Tomorrow, before I come home from school, I'm going to get in contact with the nice lady at Ethan Allen who gave me that free design book. I want to look at the Horizons furniture again, and I need to schedule an appointment so she can come over and assess the space and come up with a good plan for the room. I need two bookcases -- a horizontal bookcase and a tall, vertical slant-back bookcase. I just realized how many books I have. So many. It's incredible. I have stacks in my brother's room. My brother would be freaking out right now if he knew I had his room occupied with my stuff, but I need to put it somewhere, right? I have stacks of books. I could easily have 300+ books. I'm not entirely sure if that's a hyperbole or not. I'm like my father in that way. In the master bedroom, there are eight bookshelves.
I fucking NEED that job at DWR. I want stuff.
I taped off the walls this afternoon. I'll be ready to paint when school gets out, and I can head on home to paint the trim and walls. The wall color is called November Rain, and that's really weird. When I was unloading my room, I unearthed two GnR cassettes: Use Your Illusion (which features "November Rain") and Appetite for Destruction (which I gave up looking for last month -- I thought it was lost for good). So now I have more tapes to listen to in my car. My car doesn't have a CD player. And it's getting to the point where I should probably get a new car -- well, a new used car, anyway -- because it has 150,000+ miles or so on it, and it will die any day now. Oh, and the trim is called "icing." It has a bit of cream in it, so it's not stark white, which I like. That's going on the trim, the closet doors (which I took down yesterday and plan on painting outside), the closet inside, the door, and the ceiling. I rented a little mini-scaffolding so I don't kill my neck while painting. The November Rain color has a slight tinge of sage green, but it's still very, very gray. I love the color.
Tomorrow, before I come home from school, I'm going to get in contact with the nice lady at Ethan Allen who gave me that free design book. I want to look at the Horizons furniture again, and I need to schedule an appointment so she can come over and assess the space and come up with a good plan for the room. I need two bookcases -- a horizontal bookcase and a tall, vertical slant-back bookcase. I just realized how many books I have. So many. It's incredible. I have stacks in my brother's room. My brother would be freaking out right now if he knew I had his room occupied with my stuff, but I need to put it somewhere, right? I have stacks of books. I could easily have 300+ books. I'm not entirely sure if that's a hyperbole or not. I'm like my father in that way. In the master bedroom, there are eight bookshelves.
I fucking NEED that job at DWR. I want stuff.
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I don't picture Eliza Dushku in leather pants singing AC/DC so much as in leather pants playing AC/DC leads on her Gibson SG. But yeah, when I picture that (and I do) it's always in leather pants. That was the disturbing thing about Bring It On; when she didn't have on leather pants. The bikini scene was a let-down...almost...okay...
Appetite always comes together for me, as it should, in the second half of "Rocket Queen." When this paen to hedonism turns into a love ballad, well, yeah, I kinda forgive Axl all his problems, even no-showing the concert in December.