Dec 15, 2003
music: wumpscut
mood: good spirited
No shooting was done sunday, as my temp got higher and I was a lump of blankets on the couch [grr] so I guess I'm gonna have a no go at the second portfolio. I think that one would have won the key for me too... but I prolly wont win with the train project. :sigh: I know I put a lot of work into it though, and I like the end result so I guess that's all that matters. No school today, obviously, but I think maybe I'm getting better.(maybe its just the tylonol) But I'm down to 99 something, and I feel like throwing a party about it. I have to stop in to drop off shit today, so maybe I'll wear a mask or something, so noone else gets sick heh.. like the sars epidemic. I am an epidemic.. ohhhh..[trying to be rediculous] I talked to Bob last night, and maybe he was just giving me what I wanted to hear, but who knows. If he wasn't being facetious, hopefully things will cool down. We really did have a decent conversation too..:shrug: I'm just tired of putting up with shit, so maybe it'll get better. I know at the end of the day, I can tell myself that I've been a good person and I've been doing the right thing and handling things well, and that is gratifying to me. It keeps me swimming so I guess it works.. :shrug:
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Posted at 11:13 am by WreathofBarbs
Dec 14, 2003
music: danny elfman
mood: angry
blah im sick i have a 102 temp and I have to shoot tomorrow and hang out and work and get shit done! ::explode::
Posted at 12:22 am by WreathofBarbs
Dec 12, 2003
music: danny elfman
mood: good
I'm almost done with my project! YaY! For this weekend:
- Friday: 6-cl Box Office
- Saturday 10:15-6 Concession
- pick up: 175" of chain
- hooks
- 3, 10x10 pieces of glass
- more Gasure Points
- Shoot Jim and Xica sunday
whee.
Posted at 03:46 pm by WreathofBarbs
Dec 10, 2003
music: radiohead
mood: good
I talked to Mrs. B today and I feel soooo much better. I feel on top of things again. I can handle this. I am above it.
I wish I was a boy. A strong one, heh. It'd make my project easier. It takes me about two minutes to drive a nail all the way! I'm such a weakling heh. The meds my doc gave me are working so much better than the ones the ER lady gave me. I'm feeling better (yay) and Sunday Jimmy and I will hang out. I'm excited! Josh is coming to Glenoak.. that should be interesting. I hope he'll be able to stay on top of things. I have faith in him.
A pic of my unstraightened hair for Josh. I don't think you can really tell its not straight though.

Posted at 05:30 pm by WreathofBarbs
Dec 8, 2003
music: depeche mode
mood: down
I didn't even go to school today at all. It SUCKS I hate my feeble body. bahh. On the upside I got the wood I needed, along with some finish, frost spray, and bulbs. Hopefully this project will get finished this week. It shouldn't take long. It didn't take long to make one the other day.
List of things still needed for x-mas:
- Fabric for typewriter cover(Grandpa)
- Print of Silo and Cd(Josh)
- 8x10 frame and Linus pictures(Dad)
- Purse and print(Carli)
- Curtains
Posted at 05:56 pm by WreathofBarbs
Dec 7, 2003
music: tori
mood: sick
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tomorrow will be another half photo day where I go just to photo since my stomache is FUCKED up now. :sigh: goddamnit. ::ulcer:: I need to talk to Mrs. B. I don't want to bog her down everyone tells her their problems, but I need to get it out. I need her to hear me more than a lot of people.
Posted at 10:09 pm by WreathofBarbs
Dec 5, 2003
music: devinyls
mood: sleepy
How beautiful! The roads are *awful* though. I took Doug home and State street was just a mess. It took us a half hour to get to his house and an hour for me to get home. Something like that. I must think of something to get Mr. Kimbrough for helping me with these light boxes. He's a dear. I have to get 6 15-20 watt bulbs this weekend, and spray to frost the glass. Hopefully a lumber yard will have some spare shoddy 2x4s. The project is really pulling together nicely. As for the other project, it's being put on hold for a few days. This weather is something I can't be driving all over the place in. ::yawn:: Soup and nap time for me.
Posted at 04:09 pm by WreathofBarbs
Dec 4, 2003
music: tori
mood: depressed
I'm so sick of hearing all this untrue shit about me. I can only handle so much. Why can't people just move on?! What's so fascinating about me really, that they can't let go.
I needed something to cheer me up so here's a picture that always makes me feel a bit better.::vent::

Posted at 08:59 pm by WreathofBarbs
music: tori
mood: happy and sore
YaY! I went to photo:) I missed it. I've got the blueprints for my light boxes, I just have to see what size the sockets are and I'm ready to go!This weekend I am off to shoot for scholastics. Hopefully it will turn out well. I had better not have to work too much this weekend or I'll be pissed. *and* my paycheck had better be good. heh. I have to pay for tix+xmas gifts. tee hee hee.
Posted at 02:51 pm by WreathofBarbs
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