so this weekend

i finally watched Napoleon Dynamite at a friend's 30th birthday party. it was like intervention. they sat us down, turned on the movie and made us watch it. it was decent, the best part being actually knowing what people are talking about now and why everyone keeps saying "dang" and what exactly a Liger is.

i received a design award from school which is a sweet deal in and of itself until i found out that it came with money. dang. so i'm thinking, nice, 50 bucks or so. then i find out it's 250 bucks. dang again my sweet friends.

i'm all about the weather lately. yesterday was the first real t-shirt day of the year. i sat in the park with my bag of twizzlers and studied for my japanese art quiz while catching some sunshine. this is the time of year where i can actually drop the pasty-white-ill look.

i need to have a yard sale. zen is all about minimalism and simplicity and my storage closets can attest to the fact that i'm not about that.

off to

the airport to pick up the husband. i'm so tired i could fall asleep in my books. which i've done before. some of the best sleep of my life.

regardless

of all the work i got done today, i feel foolish for locking my keys in my car at the mall. it wasn't exactly my fault either. i had packed up my keys, phone, wallet in my bag and stepped out of the car. i turned, realizing how nice it was out and proceeded to place my bag on the seat and take off my jacket. and then in slow motion, my car door creaked to a half-close. you know, one of those you have to knock your body against the car to fully close the door. well, with half a coat on i check the door handle and sure enough it's locked. so there i am, sleave hanging off, prying at the door with the remainder of my strength that has not been crippled by an upper-body lifting session two days ago. luckily, mall security had a "lock-out kit" which basically consisted of several metal twisted rods and a book explaining just how to break in to the exact type of car. amazing.

new website

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Originally uploaded by tinkerellen.

so this is my idea thus far for my personal website. any comments or suggestions, please place them in the box. thanks.

he hate me

i'm looking forward to my cousin's box arriving from California. only problem is, it hasn't yet. California is far away. so far, that the USPS takes their sweet time delivering packages from coast to coast. they hate me. jerks.

updates for the masses

events of the day: went to see an Imax movie about Vikings. it was awesome. it made me want to go to Iceland. then we walked around downtown, grabbed a cheesesteak and looked around some trendy stores. the ncaa basketball thing is in town at the SU dome, so all the restaurants have booths set up on the road and the streets are blocked off to traffic. it was fun. we even indulged 6 dollars on chocolates and truffles for dessert. yum. (which reminds me, i gained 3 pounds.)

purchases of the day: the Bridget Jones Edge of Reason DVD, all natural face cream and mascara, and a VS thong (which actually was free: the checkout girl looked totally disgusted that i hadn't purchased anything, but i didn't send myself the stupid coupon).

projects of the day (and many more days certainly): currently i'm working on creating a personal web site using flash elements to give it some interactivity. i'm pretty pleased with the look so far. it's clean and simple, and i think it displays my talents fairly well. also, i'm working on some time lapse photography for a school video project. we're creating a music video for a song our instructor chose. i set up the camera with some cut flowers but they died the next day, so i bought a potted mini-rose plant and that's working out splendidly.

i was in florida for a week. just so you know.

http://myfloridavacation.blogspot.com/

inside my head

the world spins at a speed uncatchable. mostly it's words, scrolling down forever like a badly designed website. things to do, people to call, books to read, tests to take, projects to complete, dinner, laundry, dishes. clean clothes are overated. really. who pays attention to the mud splattered on the cuffs of your jeans, besides you. who noticed the lack of eyeliner this morning. who wonders how often you work out. nobody but you. so inside my head spins thoughts of myself, churning into sour stress over nothing important. when saturday comes, i dump these thoughts before i hit airline security and sleep clearly in an uncomfortable chair with an oversized man hogging the armrest and snoring, peacefully.

cup o tea

it's freezing inside my skin. i grab the kettle, pour out the old stagnent water from last week. turn on the faucet, fill the kettle and turn towards the stove. reaching to the very top shelf of the cabinet where my favorite snowman mug waits, my sweater revealing cold skin. sugar. something sweet to counter the bitter tea leaves. not too much, never too much. too sweet never got anyone anywhere good. the tea bags each individually wrapped inside this brown cardboard box. i carefully tear, revealing the aroma of places never been and time wasted on cold drinks or empty conversation, or in most cases, both. the kettle sizzles and i reach for the handle. i pour warmth and cup it in my hands, slowly bringing the steaming water to my lips. warmth is all i crave. i find it in tea. where do you find it?

e-mail from a friend

"at any rate it makes me smile to know your life isn't perfect. :)"


hahhahahaaa. i nearly wet myself.