girlysound

For those of you who liked picture books more than pesky novels as a child, skip to the end for "my week in pictures" . Or if you don't feel like reading all of this right now, I guess I understand.

I've decided that I am going to go back to my hippie roots and quit my job, frolic around in the local nature preserve, and smoke pot all day long. If only I didn't have bills to pay and a future to plan for *le sigh*. Speaking of future, I am beginning to get the stomach tinglies /flip-flop feeling over grad school. In a few short months I will be packing up and hauling all my crap out of the state of ohio to a new painting community, where I will be teaching college students, (me! teaching college students!!! WTF!) working in my own studio, and having crits with well known artists. I can't believe how nervous I am!. I wish my MICA letter, whether filled with good or bad news, would show up.

This past week has been filled with going out goodness. I've been trying to get a bit of socializing in bc tomorrow I will be starting my LAST UNDERGRAD CLASSES I WILL EVER HAVE TO TAKE!!!! Unless I decide to go back to get my Bach degree in Women's Studies, which is very possible. I can't help it, I love school. (Well the writing and reading philosophy and thinking parts. I hate math, I hate studying economics....unfortunately those are the classes I am getting ready to take.....fuck me).

So this last Thursday was an SG event in Columbus. Meow and Copper were the local SG's I got to talk to for a minute and they were as hot and lovely as you would imagaine . (Oh! I checked out Copper's page and I love the blue ink she has! I have been wanting to get a snow owl on my back but I don't want it to be white or black so I think the blue she used would be freaking perfect! ) I also was able to meet brokenandhostle who was very nice. I think I am going to try and go to the next one and meet a few more people bc I was pretty damn out of it at this event....and then I think the bartender was trying to get in my pants bc he made the drinks so strong.....(I KID! the bartender was a hunk of meaty man fruit pie.) and I was rather intoxicated by the end.

Speaking of fruity man pies, or well fruity in general, my roomate had her grad party and so we had a house full of lesbian fantasticness. On the walk up to the apartment "I wanna see you pussy, show it to me!" could be heard echoing into the starry night. Good times.

Anyone else moving in the next few months and nervous as fuck?