Oh man, a real post, finally. Life's been... interesting lately. On a personal note, later today ie: when the sun's up, I'm going to finally cut my hair. I was combing out my hair a few days ago, and I hit a mat in the under layers of my hair. When I tugged it, the comb snapped. I then proceeded to pick plastic out of my hair for the next 15 minutes. So I'm gonna donate my hair and cut it short. I'll post a picture later.
Full view |
Started beading in the background |
The beading is super dense! |
My loom without the warp. |
I'm watching "Mama's Boys" on TLC cause, lets face it, at 1:15 am there's nothing else on. I'm really disgusted by the behavior of these guys. They're well into their 30s and living with their mothers.... and this is completely acceptable to them. They don't do their own laundry they don't cook, they have no survival skills for living on their own except for plucking the hairs out of their nasal passages. And they're proud of it. That boggles my mind. I can't wait to move out of my parent's house and have a place of my own. I can do my own laundry, cook (as long as I have an egg timer and a recipe to follow) and I know how to clean. How do these people get reality t.v. shows? I guess incompetence is in vogue. It frightens me that this is considered acceptable and even entertaining. In some strange way I guess I can say I'm comfortable with my masculine side enough to admit I can take care of myself.... that doesn't seem to be worded right, what I mean is, I have bigger balls than them cause I can be a big kid and clean my own clothing. Reality TV is truly the lowest form of entertainment. Soap Operas at least have a plot and actors who attempt to act. And yet I enjoy the reality t.v. shows from Animal Planet, I think that it's because I learn something from them. I learn interesting facts about snakes, gators, cats, dogs, and birds when I watch animal planet and they're cute too. It's a win- win situation. Educational and adorable.
6:46pm
Ok so I have finally cut my hair short. The long hair is gone and on it's way to one of those wigs for cancer kids foundations. If I ever have the bright idea to donate my hair again, please shoot me. I forgot how much I like having short hair. It's like a literal pound of hair was taken off of my head. My long hair, as pretty as it is, makes me look like I'm a 15 yr old high school student and it mats! I hate combing out long hair. It was like almost touching my butt that's how long it was.
I guess that's all I have to post for now. Not much else is happening except for the exhibition I'm currently working on pieces for. I'll post about that at a later date... like when I have photos taken.
So for now,
See Ya'll Later!
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