_____Firmoo sent me over some new glasses, which I am finding myself adoring in every way, especially since wearing contacts all day long tends to give me the worst of headaches like an angry hornet is attacking my eyes from behind, furious as ever after it discovered how its husband was cheating on it with a bumblebee. Does that happen? Does drama occur in the bug world? If bug psychology was a major, I'd be immersed in it, fer sure. I recently learned about a rather curious-looking beetle that actually changes colors when it's getting down with its partner. I guess it's like a sexy mood ring. "Oh hey, I turned yellow. You know what that means, babe."
_____So on to a more socially acceptable topic...
_____I told you all that my posting would be in unpredictable, occasional bursts, but it's all for the practical reason of keeping me sane with this final semester of college. That being said, I appreciate you all for staying on board the S.S. Ali. I can guarantee you it won't sink anytime soon, but if it does, I'll be sure you all receive one (1) young Leonardo DiCaprio to go down with, as well as blasting the ship's speakers with Celine Dion's My Heart Will Go On as it descends inevitably into the lukewarm water of the kiddie pool in which it thrives.
_____Hey, not all of us can afford to dock our boats in actual bodies of water. It's called using your imagination. Try it sometime.
_____I've also been in job-searching mode, sniffing the interwebs like a dog sniffs every butt it stumbles across (and oftentimes being repulsed by certain offers... er, certain butts? Do I stick with the metaphor in the parentheses?). The illustration job I had from last semester is just about over with, for all 38 comic strips have been scanned, sent to the department head, and are to be posted on the Department of Religious Studies' Blog throughout the remaining Spring semester--a post for another day. Now, however, I'm looking for something to fill the time after college and before the (hopeful and eventual) plight that is grad school. My dreamy, swoon-y future job is a working artist alongside being an art professor because I truly do cherish academia and the constant stimulation provided from being around likeminded people, but until I've taught some undergrad classes of my own, that dream cannot realistically be fulfilled. On the bright side, I've definitely got some gallery representation and feel a ton more comfortable with that.
_____Uh, ehm. A heavy question for today: do you have any idea how to even begin fulfilling your own lifelong dream?
Glasses: c/o Firmoo
Cardigan for which I paid too much: Alter'd State
Dress: Forever 21
Booties: Kork-Ease (exact)
Necklace, earrings: Charming Charlie