Friday, January 14, 2011

Thoughts on clams, road construction, the usefulness of batteries, and how I have a magic radio

So I've been having these thoughts bouncing around in my head all day (although some of them happened on the drive home) and I need to write them down before I stop being loopy and forget them.

Clams: Why the crap are they so happy? Drugs perhaps? I think that's the only way, because what to they really have to be happy about? Someone should tell them but I can't be the one because A) the only clams I have access to would probably be the ones at Sizzler or something and they already know life sucks and B) I'd hate to be the one to burst their bubble of happiness.

Road Construction: Effing potholes on the stupid freeway! Did I already tell you guys how I got a flat tire on my way to work last week because I hit a pothole? And it was balls cold outside and no, I didn't have my coat because I'm an idiot sometimes. But an optimistic idiot! Driving home today I was driving half in the slow lane and half in the not-so-slow lane before my exit because the slow lane is actually a pothole ridden DEATH TRAP! Also, people who drive 50 mph in the fast lane suck.

Batteries: Useful for powering things and that's it right? WRONG! You can throw them at people to see if they're dead.

Magic Radio: Driving home, trying to aviod the slow lane, had just called my *bleh* boyfriend (maybe I'll explain someday) to say we could now play. He didn't answer. So I'm driving and come to the conclusion that if I find the song that is my ringtone on the radio, it will make my phone ring and it will be him. After ten minutes of fruitlessly searching through radio stations I found the song, and not two seconds later MY PHONE STARTED RINGING! And it was him! Like I said. My radio is magic and I'll try to use it's powers for limites evil and mostly good.

That is all. I'm going to go and try to have an adventure.

Tuesday, January 11, 2011

Paint Euphoria

First off. I started writing the title and when I finished the word it when all crazy and changed into a language that I had no idea what it was! Did you know there's a setting that lets you write in Malayalam? I'm totally serious that's what it was set as. But I fixed it so no worries!

Ok, so I've moved back in with my parents for a number of reasons, but reason numero uno's cheap. Megan and I moved all last weekend and it was a pain (as all college students know because we move a lot! Or at least I did...was that abnormal?) But we finally got all our junk over here and guess what! I get an actual room! All to myself! So of course I'm going to paint it.

I've had this idea for a while that I've wanted to do but haven't been able to, so I was pretty excited about finally being able to do it. Let me see if I can describe it first before you look at the pictures. I wanted to do a sunset along one wall with the silhouette of a city. I decided to do Rome because A.) I've always wanted to go there and B.) It's a bitchin skyline.

I'm now going to walk you through the process.

This is what my room looked like to start out with:

Not bad, just a nice relaxing light green. After painting it looked like this:

Looks a bit like an explosion right? Ok I'm going to interrupt myself with a story.

When I was painting my room I had to shut the door so I could get the wall on the other side of it. I then forgot to open the door again. Three hours later I'd painted this awesomeness and I was very very loopy. I was loopy the next day too when I was at my friend Scott's homecoming. This woman stood up after Scott to speak and started off by saying that her name was Susan Kay Somethingorother but went by Kay and this here was her husband Gary. At that point I leaned over to Naya and whispered "He goes by Gary" I seriously thought that was so hilarious that when I was telling it to some friends after sacrament I was doubled over, reduced to tears. If that isn't paint euphoria I don't know what is. Around Sunday night I was over my fit of giggles.

Moving on! I had Megan sketch me the skyline of Rome on some poster board which I cut out then taped to the wall:

In an effort to not get high off of the paint fumes again (there's only so much the brain can take in a 72 hour period right? For example, in that last sentence alone I had to retype five words two or three times because I kept on misspelling them.) I tied a scarf around my face. I don't think it was very successful.

But here is the finished product!

Pretty sweet huh? Now I just need to organize my room and unpack! Woot! But for now I'm going to bed because I feel a little light headed...