Sta.sh
Tired Okay, maybe not actually exciting, but it's something....I guess.
Lately I've been going through my art from the past three quarters to see if I actually want to submit some to the county fair. Lame. I know, but I need money and if I submit enough and win enough then I should at least be able to afford half of a tank of gas; and when you're in Crapford Cunty that's the best medicine (pretty much because it gets you the hell out of your house for awhile). It really isn't healthy to be here longer than a month, but neither is drinking as much Dr. Pepper as I have today. Can somebody say UTI? Nope, but I bet you can say TMI.
Plans for this summer:
*watercolor painting
*make a blog
*sew a quilt of my old t-shirts
*sew a Mork spacesuit costume
*sew a DJ Lance Rock costume
*sew an Amulet Clover costume (I'm such a lame-butt
)*convince three guys I know to dress up as the Elite Beat Agents for Halloween and/or a Con
*start making Christmas gifts
*set all of Crapford Cunty on fire (with passion...that'll be hard)
*get my STNA license
*make money
*exercise more often, it'll make me a happier person. Hurray endorphins!
Maybe I'll actually be able to travel. =[ Kyleniebob wants to get outta this state!
Anyway, this journal is...
Kyleniebob tested,
ovary approved.
