The deranged mind of everyone’s favourite ne’er-do-well
I’m feeling incredibly stupid latety; seeming simple things are daunting me at every step and I haven’t the energy to avoid being crushed by them. I hope it’s just the whirlwind of moving and last week’s snow-in that has lead me to this.
Maybe it’s just PMS time, and I didn’t realize it.
Which America Hating Minority Are You?
Great.
I think cheese has been following me.
Caveat: Tongue firmly in cheek, yet there is a grain of truth
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When can we bomb the red states?
I’m just saying, if another civil war should arise, I’d be happy to slaughter me some red states. It may not be right and go against all that I feel is correct, yet it would feel soooo gooood.
😉
So Heather and I have a Peppermint Martini that we have crafted, and
One day in the middle of December, after H took a sip out of hers, she got an idea to take snaps. Immediately, I made space and cleared a table, and these are the results. I’m very fond of them. I forget who took which snap, though – I think H did the directly over the glass ones. At any rate, here they are:
From above:
Another from above, with a flash (I love the alcohol legs on the glass, a bit posterized in Pshop):
With the fun watercolour filter and figiting in Pshop (I am planning to attempt to paint this in acrylc on a large square canvas):
I love this angle:
And the last, similar angle:
the last one I like a bunch, now I want to make one!
Lookit! (for the non-PDX people who want to see the new place)
Hmm. I don’t think I’ll be getting anywhere tonight. Melt is going very slow and due to neighbour’s heavy trucks, there are frozenish ruts left by tires that my lovely little Hansel won’t be able manoever around! Poop! Also too icy to walk to MAX. Anyone local want to hang tonight and pick me up? I need to GET OUT! 😀
The font.
My hatred for Chicago knows no bounds of reason or perspective. I find it so ugly – I think it was a main reason I was unrealistically anti-apple for so long – I’ve disliked it (and typefaces like the Ultramodern family) for as long as I can remember – it is something about the sans sarif and variable stroke width that I find extremely unpleasing. Corpulent, corpselike – ew.
So, that said, now that HP has licensed the iPod from Apple, if they change the system font, I’ll be overjoyed! Since in reality, only 3 things have stopped me from wanting an iPod:
1. God Damn that fucking Chicago font!
2. No removable/serviceable battery
3. Supporting Apple’s hardware monopoly
If the HP versions are iPods with apple scratched out and ‘HP” written in crayon, fuck ’em.
I know there wasn’t much confusion on that fact, here’s more evidence:
After putting chains on my cabrio and trying them out in the driveway, I become stuck. I then see the front wheels spinning. I have a front-wheel drive car, not rear-wheel. I put chains on the wrong wheels (and now can’t switch ’em cause I’m stuck).
At least hansel is still on our property and such, and the snow will be gone relatively soon so I can switch the chains, but jeeze what an eejit.
So I’m missing
With the winter storm that keeps me house-bound and my work-at-home situation, I almost feel like I am in pergatory, and all I will ever know is this routine of work, unpack, eat, sleep, repeat.
Hopefully tonight I can get the car out (I’ll need chains no doubt) so I can visit my friend Devin. I swear, I’ll even walk to freaking max if I have to.
At least pipes have unfrozen so I can run dishwasher and clothes washer. I even was able to take a lukewarm shower last night! Yay!
Work still sucks, even more so that I am on limited time. Blah, bitchy bitchy whine whine.
Lovin’ PDX even still. Yay new home.