Had a brutal workout today. I’m smiling but my legs are actually crying.
I can’t stand how my eyes are uneven.
Somewhere in my marriage contract there needs to be a clause that husband is responsible for killing all bugs.
I asked my parents if I can take a roadtrip in February with some friends and before my mom could answer my little brother said, “No! You can’t go! Because I’m never gonna get to go on a roadtrip!” I asked him why not. “Because when I’m older it’ll be the future! And in the future there will be holograms and teleportation and there won’t be cars so how do you expect me to take a roadtrip?”
14.
Some sketches for a typeface. We were supposed to first create an alphabet of found objects, and then pick a letter to base our typeface on. I chose the incredibly sexy and smooth vegetable peeler as inspiration for the letter f. Tall and skinny but with a strong grip and a bit of an edge. (Just how I like my men, of course).
I’m currently putting the actual typeface together in the Glyphs app. It’s…long. And grueling. And I wish I knew more about nodes and anchor points. Anyway, can’t wait to show it to y’all when it’s done. (If it’s worth showing).
(Oh, and sorry for the picture quality…it’s the lighting in my room, I swear).
Me in my new car. I’m stuck in traffic like five miles away from home but I don’t even care cause the mileage is amazing and it’s got a nine gallon tank NINE GALLONS. AND I AVERAGE 50MPG. (But I really miss my accord :/)
Also. I really like some of the people I’ve met this quarter in school.
Also, I’ve had to pay the toll for the last week or so and it’s kindof a drag cause it can add ten minutes to the commute during rush hour. But the other day I didn’t have fifty cents, so I handed the cashier a dollar, and told him to keep the other fifty for the next person. Amazingly, the next two cars still paid the toll, to the cashier, for the next person (I’m assuming). I hope it continued on.
Also, I’m sucking at school. I am beginning to question myself as a designer everyday. Am I original enough? Am I good enough? It feels like I’m surrounded by people who come up with great ideas and solutions, and I’m at some kindof constant standstill. I feel like I’m running up the ‘down’ escalator.
friends from high school.
Look! at! my! new! shirt! I got it for four bucks. also, look at the mess that is my room.
Last night my six thirty typography class venue got switched… to a local cafe/bar. It was so incredibly hipster it’s not even funny. Everyone looked the same, same plaid shirts with sleeves rolled up, same scruffy look, same black rimmed glasses. It’s like an unofficial uniform.
The menu sucked but the place was super cute, no lie.
[Flash 10 is required to watch video]
A little backstory to this clip before you watch it:
Will Smith’s father abandoned him and his mother when he was a child, and when Will was finally getting into show business and making a name for himself, he tried to snake his way back into his life like nothing happened. Will co-wrote this episode, and James Avery (Uncle Phil) said “this scene was the hardest thing I’ve ever had to shoot in my life. Every emotion, every word.. that was Will”
Will was actually supposed to play it off and then walk away, and there was originally an alternate scene that was supposed to happen, but he actually completely cut out what was supposed to be said, and did all of his own dialogue. The hug at the end of this scene is completely genuine, and this was a stepping stone in Will’s career where he started to take on the “do what feels, sounds, and looks right” approach to his acting.
This is by far my all-time favorite clip of will smith, and I’ve probably posted it like three times already.
(via illuminatibynature)
life.
I just googled “waffle recipe for one.”
Like what even. Someone wanna come over and eat some fresh homemade belgian waffles with me?
"We’re not given happiness. We’re given blessings, and happiness is up to us. Happiness is not a goal, it is a state of mind."
I LOVE this new scarf I wore today, I have a feeling I’m going to be wearing it a lot this fall.
Also, I didn’t get to say happy birthday, so happy birthday. Early birthday anyway. I love how I didn’t get to discuss anything I wanted to but I guess we only talked for five minutes anyway. You looked good, really good.
