alisha entrusted me with coloring her hair…it looked kind of scary.

but it turned out okay in the end.

i am not quitting my day job, though.
the truth comes out. the divine miss k is the true artist in the family.

i am seeing these in my dreams right now. i cannot believe that i am heading there in a few days.

i am frantically trying to get all my homework and odds and ends finished up prior to the trip. the tickets are still a bit up in the air, but it will hopefully all work out in the end. plus, we get to take amtrak from philadelphia to new york and i love amtrak!
i have also made arrangements with t.s. mcclellan to purchase one of his works. he is my new favorite artist and i urge you to go and see (and invest in!) his work.
i will show you a picture of the piece once it is safely in my happy little hands.
8am test in the morning. really looking forward to that. really.
went out for my nightly walk/run and am having serious doubts about how safe it is for the following reason.
recently the coyotes have been coming into town, sometimes right next to the house (they get into little howling/tearing some poor animal apart arias which seem to be right outside the back door).
in any case, i came back from my bit of exercise and then took the car down to the next town to hit the market for a bit of dinner and on my way back home i saw a pack of them running across the road, only a few yards down from my house and on the road i usually walk at night. this, coupled with the fact that i am scared of the dark makes me a bit nervous about wandering about with my headphones on, oblivious to the possible dangers of living “in the boondocks”.
oh, and i saw the ring 2 preview last night and could not go to sleep until about three this morning.
with the light on.
huddled close to kaya.
underneath the safety of five blankets.
with a fort made out of pillows.
thus, really great thing about living alone: i can eat fried cheese and sriracha hot chili sauce for supper and no one looks at me as if i am crazy and should be beaten soundly by a cordon bleu chef.
really sucky thing about living alone: no one to keep away the scary things underneath the bed/in the spare room/outside the door/behind the bureau, etc etc etc.
non-random quote of the day:
Art will remain the most astonishing activity of mankind born out of struggle between wisdom and madness, between dream and reality in our mind.–Magdalena Abakanowicz