I suddenly feel very old. Sitting here in the second coffee house I have visited today. I'm not old by any means. A girl I met at a party just looked at me with astonishment when I told her that I had already graduated college. She said I don't look old enough to be done with school. Then she told me I should stop allowing friends to cut my hair.

church and politics

Right now I am waiting in an airport. I will soon be home for the holidays. I'm glad that I brought my laptop to the airport this time. I was just browsing through my favorite sites and blogs when I came across this

At first I thought it was a little ironic. We try so hard to keep religion out of our politics, but we don't hesitate to throw our politics into religion. I sent a link to my brother and he was surprised. I told him I had heard of this before and that a friend of mine actually voted in a church this year. Then I nearly fell off my chair when I read the caption below the picture.
" 'Intermingling of Church and State," Boise, Idaho, anonymous photographer, 2006.' "

Pynchon

nipple pinch

elf yourself

its fun, try it
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I'm going to buy a new dress tonight

silly pink bunnies
Check out Jeremy Fish, his illustrations are rad. I wouldn't normally say the word "rad" but in this case, I feel he deserves it. Also check him out in the new edition of juxtapoz. Make sure to read the little article about Olneyville, Rhode Island. Just because I once lived near Olneyville. I saw a rockabilly show once in Olneyville. I wouldn't normally go to a rockabilly show, but it was free. It turned out to be really fun as well.

This weekend I built a very gaudy ginger bread house. I also made my own christmas cards. The events of this past weekend mixed with my current mood swings are sure to make me the next martha stewart.

This way to the martinis

If not for graphic designers, no one would be able to find the bar. Who would have thought... see how important we are!

"There are no new ideas"

This happens every time. I get stuck. Stuck between bad ideas and empty space. I feel a knot growing in my stomach and a dull pain on the front of my brain. I need concepts for a national ad by tomorrow. I want my ideas to be the ones that are eventually produced- they need to be good. So now I am sitting here, banging my head up against the wall and the only ideas that are shaking out are trite, overused, and cliche.

Sometimes it's such a challenge to find inspiration. An instructor in college told me not to dwell on the idea, but concentrate on the execution of the idea.

"There are no new ideas"

I've been cruising communication arts, print, juxtapoz, pollstar mag (yes pollstar- and yes its horrible!), newspapers, and a million design blogs. And now all I have to show for it are some fantastic ideas for every other project but the one I need by tomorrow.

I have a fear of being unoriginal. I freak out if I so much as see another design too similar to my own. It makes me competitive and miserable. It also fuels my passion to do well. Double edged sword I suppose.

Hey look, art on television!

I'm selfish... and slightly shallow

Last night I decorated my apartment.
I spent the money I was going to use for Christmas presents on my apartment.
The girl at the check stand gave me a strange look when she asked,"are you Christmas shopping?" I politely said,"Nope, just shopping for myself." I felt kinda bad... but my apartment looks really cute now.

Radius your mind

Istanbul

Light a candle

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Godzilla even has nipples

"...And then people could talk about that famous artist who used to live in the Godzilla Building in the apartment right above Godzilla’s left nipple. And then they could argue over whether or not Godzilla even has nipples."

I discovered today that I am a complete screw up and I know nothing about graphic design. My brain hurts.

I feel whinny and my head hurts and im bored.

overactive creative mind

I had a nightmare last night.
Someone I knew was saying very mean things about me at a party.
I know it was just a nightmare, but can't stop thinking about it.
I keep wishing that I would have stood up for myself and replaying it in my mind as if it really happened.
Weird, huh

green glow

I looked down at my phone and quickly deleted the evidence. Spiders shouldn't date ladybugs, they will never understand each other. The ladybugs always end up hurt. I decided to relax and have fun.

Beyond the cow patties and fields of frost covered grains, shines a soft green glow contained within a small building in the middle of a podunk town.

We were all emersed in green as I lead the way to the back of the room. We settled into a large table near the stage and listened to the band play. They were really talented. I got up and danced. The room was pretty empty. The lead guitarist jumped off the stage and serenaded me. It was really cute. Later that night, my friend said she would give me $50 if I went and danced on the stage. I looked at her then at the stage and then back at her again, smiled, and said, "I'll do it for free". So I did. It was fantastic. I think there was magic in that green glow. Magic may not last forever, but just knowing its there is enough for me.

The mind is a scary place to get lost.