Today is a very special day, ladies and gentlemen.
Today, I received my very first art commission. What does this mean? Well, let's just explain!
It means that my boss, after seeing some of my art, has shown me a space that he wants to fill in the shop and said "fill it." Followed by "I'll pay for all the materials. We have connections with stained glass workers and metal workers, so go all out." I took the measurements, I'm scheming away, and I have to have a design and material list ready by Monday.
I.
Am.
SO EXCITED.
I can already see it in my head, certain twists, curves, lines, blue stained glass hanging over windows (if allowed, if not, the design can be altered) all I need to do is put it on paper.
Wish me luck :)
Friday, July 25, 2008
Tuesday, July 22, 2008
Fighting for Air/ Washington DC
It's recently occurred to me that holy hell I get sick a lot. Not like maybe catch a cold kind of sick a lot, but full on hospital visits at least once a year. That, to me, says that I'm doing something wrong. I just don't know what it is. I'm eating healthy, I go to the gym, I work in a physically challenging environment, and those who know me know I love my sleep and try to get 8 hours every night. So what am I doing wrong that my body decides to just mess with me like this?
Since the end of last month, I have not had a single day of feeling just fine and dandy. For the first two weeks I was continually exhausted, and my mom thought I might have mono again. I slept pretty much for an entire weekend to get past the exhaustion, but the next weekend I wake up with a cough, which, even though I was taking basic stuff like mucinex to get rid of, got worse and now has settled quite nicely in my lungs. There's a weird ache in my chest and I can't breathe without coughing or wheezing, which is really just a barrel of fun. On Tuesday of last week my entire face hurt (which was almost amusing because of the joke "does your face hurt?" joke) because of some wacked out sinus pain. On Friday night, whatever it was dropped down into the chest because every time I tried to breathe it was like sucking through a straw.
Finally, yesterday, I went to the doctor. This marks twice within a week. She asked what the other doctor had said ("It's probably one of those weird summer viruses. Push the fluids and take some cough medicine with codine to help you sleep"). Then she listened to my lungs, nodded, and said, "We'll fix that." Two minutes later she came back with an inhaler. Not just one inhaler, actually, because she wrote a prescription for another. And a z-pack. Woo antibiotics! Apparently her plan is to effectively napalm my lungs. Either way, I guess it's working because I woke up this morning and could breathe without hacking up a lung or making strange noises.
Anyway, this past weekend I went down to DC (probably not the best idea, but I was hell bent on going). It. Was. AMAZING. I really like DC, despite its heat and humidity during the summer. I'd visited before, but I hadn't really used the subway system or felt like a non-tourist before. I think it also helped that I drove down instead of taking the train (I'm sorry, $150 round trip? Surely you must be joking, public transportation.) so I got to see more of the outskirts of the city. Friday night we basically just hung out in Brooke's apartment, ate Chinese food and watched Funny Face. Saturday we woke up kind of early (930, while late for both Brooke and I, is kind of early by the collegiate standard) and headed out to the Mall. You have to walk through the AU campus to catch a bus to Tenleytown, where we stopped at Zburger and had a healthy breakfast/lunch of milkshakes and frieds, then hopped on the subway to the Smithsonians. We went to the Museum of Natural History, because we both find those types of museums to be more entertaining. While a good art museum is fantastic, you can never, ever, ever touch, and Natural History museums tend to be more... finger friendly and you can interact a little more closely. Anyway, after the Mall we headed to Dupont, which is a really cute little part of DC with nice little shops and places to sit. Unfortunately it was ungodly hot and we were both pretty gross, so after about a half hour there we headed back to the apartment to shower and get ready for The Dark Knight. We caught the 830 show, and I really liked it a lot. It was sufficiently creepy with a little bit of hope thrown in there, I don't know what they're going to do about sequels because Ledger is dead, but I think he did an excellent job as The Joker. All in all, I think I'd even buy it when it comes out on DVD.
We got lunch on Sunday at a cafe on campus, and then I drove back up home. I had no idea how big of a state Maryland is until I spent a good hour and a half driving in it. I remember thinking "DEAR GOD AM I OUT OF MARYLAND YET?!?!?!" because once I hit Delaware it's practically home sweet home.
Back to bed with me, Sickies gotta rest.
Since the end of last month, I have not had a single day of feeling just fine and dandy. For the first two weeks I was continually exhausted, and my mom thought I might have mono again. I slept pretty much for an entire weekend to get past the exhaustion, but the next weekend I wake up with a cough, which, even though I was taking basic stuff like mucinex to get rid of, got worse and now has settled quite nicely in my lungs. There's a weird ache in my chest and I can't breathe without coughing or wheezing, which is really just a barrel of fun. On Tuesday of last week my entire face hurt (which was almost amusing because of the joke "does your face hurt?" joke) because of some wacked out sinus pain. On Friday night, whatever it was dropped down into the chest because every time I tried to breathe it was like sucking through a straw.
Finally, yesterday, I went to the doctor. This marks twice within a week. She asked what the other doctor had said ("It's probably one of those weird summer viruses. Push the fluids and take some cough medicine with codine to help you sleep"). Then she listened to my lungs, nodded, and said, "We'll fix that." Two minutes later she came back with an inhaler. Not just one inhaler, actually, because she wrote a prescription for another. And a z-pack. Woo antibiotics! Apparently her plan is to effectively napalm my lungs. Either way, I guess it's working because I woke up this morning and could breathe without hacking up a lung or making strange noises.
Anyway, this past weekend I went down to DC (probably not the best idea, but I was hell bent on going). It. Was. AMAZING. I really like DC, despite its heat and humidity during the summer. I'd visited before, but I hadn't really used the subway system or felt like a non-tourist before. I think it also helped that I drove down instead of taking the train (I'm sorry, $150 round trip? Surely you must be joking, public transportation.) so I got to see more of the outskirts of the city. Friday night we basically just hung out in Brooke's apartment, ate Chinese food and watched Funny Face. Saturday we woke up kind of early (930, while late for both Brooke and I, is kind of early by the collegiate standard) and headed out to the Mall. You have to walk through the AU campus to catch a bus to Tenleytown, where we stopped at Zburger and had a healthy breakfast/lunch of milkshakes and frieds, then hopped on the subway to the Smithsonians. We went to the Museum of Natural History, because we both find those types of museums to be more entertaining. While a good art museum is fantastic, you can never, ever, ever touch, and Natural History museums tend to be more... finger friendly and you can interact a little more closely. Anyway, after the Mall we headed to Dupont, which is a really cute little part of DC with nice little shops and places to sit. Unfortunately it was ungodly hot and we were both pretty gross, so after about a half hour there we headed back to the apartment to shower and get ready for The Dark Knight. We caught the 830 show, and I really liked it a lot. It was sufficiently creepy with a little bit of hope thrown in there, I don't know what they're going to do about sequels because Ledger is dead, but I think he did an excellent job as The Joker. All in all, I think I'd even buy it when it comes out on DVD.
We got lunch on Sunday at a cafe on campus, and then I drove back up home. I had no idea how big of a state Maryland is until I spent a good hour and a half driving in it. I remember thinking "DEAR GOD AM I OUT OF MARYLAND YET?!?!?!" because once I hit Delaware it's practically home sweet home.
Back to bed with me, Sickies gotta rest.
Thursday, July 17, 2008
BEST. MUSIC. DOWNLOAD. EVER.
Europe: The Final Countdown.
NOI'MNOTROCKINGOUTTOITRIGHTNOW.... >.>
/geeky moment
NOI'MNOTROCKINGOUTTOITRIGHTNOW.... >.>
/geeky moment
Good Samaritan
Yesterday I saved a baby robin from drowning. It had accidentally somehow landed in the pool, I'm not sure how it happened, I didn't see that part. All I know is I saw weird ripples in the water, and heard some lame attempt at flapping. I looked over to the source, and saw Honey (my bunny eating golden retriever) staring down at the poor thing. I climbed into the pool, skimmer in hand, and scooped up the little bird, then put it down in the shade of a bush in our neighbor's yard. I figured at the very least the bird wouldn't be eaten by my dog. An hour later, it was gone.
Strange how you can feel such sympathy for another living creature. My brother didn't even move, he just stared at it like it wasn't his problem. And honestly, I'm no big fan of birds, I've been pooped on by them, I've had my car used as a regular restroom by them (they like to sit on the side view mirrors and look at themselves), I find them loud, dirty, and really quite mean. But for some reason, seeing that poor little robin flapping away in the water, I felt like I had to help it, even if it would later go on to wake me up at the crack of dawn singing, pooh all over my car, and leave worms in my driveway. Maybe I won't be a crappy mom after all.
Strange how you can feel such sympathy for another living creature. My brother didn't even move, he just stared at it like it wasn't his problem. And honestly, I'm no big fan of birds, I've been pooped on by them, I've had my car used as a regular restroom by them (they like to sit on the side view mirrors and look at themselves), I find them loud, dirty, and really quite mean. But for some reason, seeing that poor little robin flapping away in the water, I felt like I had to help it, even if it would later go on to wake me up at the crack of dawn singing, pooh all over my car, and leave worms in my driveway. Maybe I won't be a crappy mom after all.
Tuesday, July 15, 2008
Whoooo
Man, I suck as a blogger. I'm pretty bad at keeping up to date with this whole... posting thing.
Basic rundown I guess.
Back at the woodshop, been there about a month. Back to the same old tricks, sanding, veneering, hauling stuff, gluing stuff, making panels (NO I DO NOT MAKE CHAIRS), staining and the like. Learned how to hand carve, not particularly well, but I'm pretty damn pleased with what I've done. Also will be learning how to use the spray gun for finishing, which is also cool. Yay chemicals.
Artistically, I've kind of been half heartedly sketching. I've been working on people and dear god does that suck. I'm pretty sucky so far. Maybe I'll get around to drawing myself, I've done one or two, but I tend to draw out my imperfections when I draw me, so they... um.. look kind of ugly. Anywho... hopefully Bossman will look at some of my stuff and let me build it. I have kind of a cool idea for a stained glass piece. Although where the hell I'd find the material or the funds to do so I will never know.
Socially... most of my friends are in different states. I've been out to NJ to visit the one and only Rob, which was simply wonderful. We went and saw Wall-E which I thought was cute. And I really want to buy a little robotic one. Mostly because it's spazzy. Like me. I've also been down to UD to visit Vince and help him move in for the summer, as well as to kind of half-assedly look at my apartment. I've got to really get working on that. And get down there to see the one Miss Beautiful Katie. Because really, who doesn't love her? I also got out to Philly for a day, visiting an old high school friend. Saw Temple University for the first time, and ate some Mexican food. It was ok, we watched Borat, which was also ok. Better than I thought, but maybe not my favorite. It was more fun catching up for 2 hours at a Starbucks. I've hung out with Ronen a couple more times since, we've got a plan to watch Titanic sometime later too (apparently one of the other greatest movies of all time). I'm heading down to DC to see Brooke this weekend (And The Dark Knight, which I am so excited about) which'll be fun too. I haven't been around DC as a non-tourist. Or with a non-tourist. And I am either going to get up to NYC or have Kate down. Hopefully soon. And Katie L will be back from Europe any day now. THANK GOD. It sucks having friends so far away, especially with gas costing what it does. Thank goodness for moneys and a job. How I loves them.
Anywho, I guess that's basically what's up right now... besides my lungs trying violently to break free from my chest. That's fun. Really.
And I'm officially a coffee-addict. Two French vanilla creamers, three packets of sugar. Stirred.
Basic rundown I guess.
Back at the woodshop, been there about a month. Back to the same old tricks, sanding, veneering, hauling stuff, gluing stuff, making panels (NO I DO NOT MAKE CHAIRS), staining and the like. Learned how to hand carve, not particularly well, but I'm pretty damn pleased with what I've done. Also will be learning how to use the spray gun for finishing, which is also cool. Yay chemicals.
Artistically, I've kind of been half heartedly sketching. I've been working on people and dear god does that suck. I'm pretty sucky so far. Maybe I'll get around to drawing myself, I've done one or two, but I tend to draw out my imperfections when I draw me, so they... um.. look kind of ugly. Anywho... hopefully Bossman will look at some of my stuff and let me build it. I have kind of a cool idea for a stained glass piece. Although where the hell I'd find the material or the funds to do so I will never know.
Socially... most of my friends are in different states. I've been out to NJ to visit the one and only Rob, which was simply wonderful. We went and saw Wall-E which I thought was cute. And I really want to buy a little robotic one. Mostly because it's spazzy. Like me. I've also been down to UD to visit Vince and help him move in for the summer, as well as to kind of half-assedly look at my apartment. I've got to really get working on that. And get down there to see the one Miss Beautiful Katie. Because really, who doesn't love her? I also got out to Philly for a day, visiting an old high school friend. Saw Temple University for the first time, and ate some Mexican food. It was ok, we watched Borat, which was also ok. Better than I thought, but maybe not my favorite. It was more fun catching up for 2 hours at a Starbucks. I've hung out with Ronen a couple more times since, we've got a plan to watch Titanic sometime later too (apparently one of the other greatest movies of all time). I'm heading down to DC to see Brooke this weekend (And The Dark Knight, which I am so excited about) which'll be fun too. I haven't been around DC as a non-tourist. Or with a non-tourist. And I am either going to get up to NYC or have Kate down. Hopefully soon. And Katie L will be back from Europe any day now. THANK GOD. It sucks having friends so far away, especially with gas costing what it does. Thank goodness for moneys and a job. How I loves them.
Anywho, I guess that's basically what's up right now... besides my lungs trying violently to break free from my chest. That's fun. Really.
And I'm officially a coffee-addict. Two French vanilla creamers, three packets of sugar. Stirred.
Thursday, July 10, 2008
NaNoWriMo
I know it's a little early to be thinking about, but I've come up with a new plot for November. I'm pretty excited about it... and I want to start writing nooooow......
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