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                <title>2,000+ pageviews</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 17 Sep 2007 15:00:02 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Wow! Tha last time I paid attention to my pageviews, I was at 700+. Such a jump!<br />
Thanks for looking at my stuff everyone. I'm in ceramics class at KU this semester so I will be updating photos in here with new work. I also have some stuff from my design class over the summer.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Have to schedule in crises these days...</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 13 Apr 2007 00:19:17 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ So I'm going to Lawrence on the 20th, woo! I'm visiting with an advisor from the design/ceramics dept. and meeting with the woman who will probably be my boss (I'll be a student worker in the Box Office at the Crofton-Preyer Theatre, yay!) in the fall.<br />
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I'm very excited about this trip, but not just because of the aforementioned stuffs. First off, this will be the first time I drive there solo (I did all the driving last time myself, but I had my cousin with me). Also, since my own car can barely make it out to Meramec from my house (I seriously think it's going to croak tomorrow when I drive out there to drop my design class), I'm renting a car for the drive across Missouri. <br />
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I'm currently catching up in my Comp class...  doing pretty well in my Art History and Biology classes...  have to drop design though and take it in the summer. It just wasn't working out. There's a nice Tues-Thurs evening class that I think will work out better. Hopefully they won't ask me to buy any uber-expensive paints for this one.<br />
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Yesterday was my cousin's birthday(28), A family friend's wedding is on Saturday, and one of my two best friend's birthday is coming up so I've been vair vair busy. I am brimming with ideas though. It always happens when I'm busy and in a somewhat morose state.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Moving on...</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 15 Feb 2007 00:57:28 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ So I'm pleased to announce that I will be attending KU's School of Art and Design this coming fall. Woo! I will be working on a degree in Ceramics. Double Woo!<br />
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I'm taking a design class this semester that quite frankly I couldn't be less thrilled about. But with hope, I'll get through it with minimal damage, lol. <br />
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The scanner I was given doesn't work, so I'm saving up for a brand new one that will also scan the negatives from my photography class last semester. Once I get the scanner, I'll be able to put up pictures again.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>The fruits of my labor...</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 18 Aug 2006 11:20:00 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ So I lost about 10 lbs this summer, woo! I didn't save any money for school yet though... summer is bad for saving money, especially since everyone wants to go out. Le sigh. My family continually thwarted my cleaning efforts...  as in messing it back up not too long after I finished. So I try again now that I've lost one of the culprits. Bathroom first, then kitchen, then livingroom. Mom's going to clean the diningroom...  and I'll go through it all after she's done since she tends to hold onto things she really doesn't need.<br />
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My room is getting a major overhaul this fall...  lots of things are going. And I'm continuing body shrinking efforts...  I'm hoping to drop a pant size  sometime in October.  But onto the goody art stuffs...<br />
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I'm designing a 50's style dress for myself that I will also make. It's going to be lots of the fun and exciting. <br />
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I'm a full time student for the first time since high school. I'm taking College Composition I, Art History I, Photography I, and Figure Drawing I. So there will definitely be alot of things for you to look forward to. I have a new, used scanner (which may or may not actually work, but hey, it was free) so hopefully I'll have that to help put my creations on here. ]]></description>
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                <title>Out to detox...  xoxo!</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 26 May 2006 23:47:11 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ So I am taking this summer to earn some extra money towards school, lose some inches around my waist and bust, and clean house. I'll be on to check things around here every now and again, but consider me on vacation for now. I'll be back either when the school year starts back up, or if I make a substantial change. But my efforts must be concentrated on this. Wish me luck.<br />
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Love and hugs! ]]></description>
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                <title>Gratitude</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 19 May 2006 22:30:43 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I just want to say thank you to everyone who's visited my page recently. Thanks as well to people who have commented and faved my work and deviantWATCH-ed me. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/w/worship.gif" width="30" height="15" alt=":worship:" title="Worship" /><br />
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Some people haven't gotten comments from me in my forum. You will. As I said before, I have a dial-up connection and then last night when I came on, I commented one deviant's work and then dA was in read only mode for awhile and I needed my beauty sleep <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/g/giggle.gif" width="17" height="15" alt=":giggle:" title="Giggle" /> But I will get to you...  consider yourself in queue until you get an reply to the actual forum post.  Thanks for your patience <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/smile.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":)" title=":) (Smile)" /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Meh... (a self rant)</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 17 May 2006 23:07:21 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ My rhetorical question of the day will be "Why does my mom try to sabotage any kind of self improvement of herself and other in the same household as her?" Blech! <br />
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Eating has become a comfort thing again and I'm ashamed to ask anyone if they want to go out to grab lunch or something now. Grrr. Hopefully, the person who was advertising a rowing machine on Craigslist will still have it so I can buy it.<br />
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Ok, now that I've gotten that out of my system...  I'm reading Spirits In the Wires by Charles De Lint to kick off the Pageturners Summer Reading Club. I started it Tues at around 7pm and am close to being finished. I'm quite the happy about that. 9 more books to go. Hopefully the next Charles De Lint, Newford series book: <u>Widdershins</u> will find it's way onto my list. *squee!*<br />
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I hope all this reading, studying, and keeping busy with friends this summer, will keep my mind off food... ]]></description>
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                <title>Zzzzzz....</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 12 May 2006 10:43:47 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I'm so ready to go to sleep now...  it's 12:15pm here. I stayed up til 5am working on my final which I will post after the busy weekend is over. It's a knit bento box made of Target bags.<br />
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I'm trying to decide whether to leave a half an hour early or come in a half an hour late as I worked a half an hour later yesterday, traveling with Amy all over North City to help her deliver all the Summer Reading Club stuffs to the branches.<br />
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All I know is that I'd really enjoy a good nap right now.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/sleep.gif" width="38" height="22" alt=":sleep:" title="Sleep" /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Squee!</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 10 May 2006 00:33:05 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ So all I have to do is knit 6 squares of cut up and tied together strips of Target bags, piece them together, and knit into squares to piece together into a box.<br />
Sounds more complicated than it is. After that, I'm free from the horror that is my Design III class. Drawing II wasn't so bad... I got an A. Woo!<br />
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I've found I'm back into this kinda manic mood. I'm getting excited over the littlest things (I almost shrieked in delight over a pattern on a plate at Target, lol), causing some trouble, and speak crypticly to people for shits and giggles.<br />
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Perhaps it's just all the built up tension releasing itself now that it's the end of the semester... ]]></description>
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                <title>Almost caught up</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 28 Apr 2006 23:08:17 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ ok, so this weekend I need to finish my three drawings for my drawing class...  I'm caught up in my design class and all I need to do is have the final project finished by the Friday after next.<br />
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I also need to finish going through the boxes on Julie's bed (I'm down to three; one with books and mags, and the other two with assorted papers.<br />
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I find I'm reaching a stagnating place which I'm not too confortable with. I find the present moment far too much compares rather than contrasts from last spring. It could be that living in this house for so long has made me somewhat afraid to move on. I definitely know that I'm comfortable, but I'm not really all that happy here, and I know I'll definitely be unhappy and depressed again if I stay here much longer. <br />
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I just need to close my eyes and jump... ]]></description>
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                <title>*rolls eyes*</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 27 Apr 2006 19:42:03 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Ok, so the only good thing this week has been my drawing class. That's it. Just my drawing class...  well also getting to drive on my own finally, but even that changed today when dad finally made me take my own car instead of the really nice station wagon.  The upside to driving in the Probe was always that it at least had a nice sound system. Well today, my cd player crapped out on me. What the hell peoples? Now I notice every single thing wrong with driving the Probe, when I could be somewhat off in lala land (I still pay attention to what's going on around me...  I can just focus less on the fact that my car has really bad handling, squeeky brakes, and the only air that comes out of the vents is hot and not even just warm...  HOT!).<br />
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To add to this I have to cancel and reopen my debit card, had to use the $70 in quarters and dimes I saved to pay off a -$94 in my bank account because of stupid $34 overdraft fees, bitchy people and hyper kids at work, and my dreaded "spring fever". My "spring fever" is thus named because every spring around the end of the semester, I wind up with a wicked crush on some guy which results in me acting completely and utterly pathetic and making him turn in the other direction running and screaming for his life. It ruins perfect lovely friendships with guys, and really if you're a guy, unless you've got some strong feelings for me, perhaps you should stay away until June...  might be better. By then my "spring fever" will have dissapated and we can go back onto our lovely friendship.<br />
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I abhor hormones.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/shakefist.gif" width="24" height="18" alt=":shakefist:" title="CURSE YOU!" /> ]]></description>
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                <title>On Self-Punishment</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 23 Apr 2006 13:59:44 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Ok, so the end of the semester is in two weeks, I'm behind on my projects, and I need to go through the 6 boxes of assorted papers (most of which are most probably just filled with crap) on Julie's bed before she gets back. So I'm putting myself on self-punishment. I'm on the computer all the time so I'm not going to use it again until I can get these things finished. <br />
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See everyone in two weeks.<br />
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Love and hugs,<br />
K. ]]></description>
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                <title>This Dream</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 14 Apr 2006 15:36:57 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ So I had this strange dream last night. <br />
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I was in Chicago, but it was way too much like being in a large scale version of that World Showcase thing at Disney World. That, and I only had to walk a couple blocks from the Ireland section, over a bridge, and I was in my neighborhood in St. Louis. <br />
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I'm in this pub in the Ireland section. Your have to walk downstairs into the basement section to get into the pub, so my cell phone won't get any reception there. I'm trying to call my mom to tell her that she needs to keep an eye on me while I drink all the booze out of this mug (which isn't beer, and it isn't any booze I've ever had), and then take me home. The only reason I'm drinking the booze is because if I can drink it all, I get to keep the mug, which is glass and is this intricately designed castle with towers sticking out here and there. The funny thing was that I've gone out and had larger beers than what this mug could contain.<br />
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So I'm trying to get ahold of my mom, but as I said before, my cell phone doesn't work in the pub, and right as I'm getting ready to go outside to get ahold of her, the bartender decides then to ask for my ID. So I show it to him and he says he doesn't believe it's me. So I plunk down other cards with my face and name on them, including my debit card. For some reason then I'm suddenly outside, a couple blocks down, and over the bridge to my neighborhood, where my mom was looking for me with two girls my age, one I can't recall whom, and the other a girl I went to high school with (who is a tomboy quite like myself) who is in muslim woman garb. <br />
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I briefly talk to my mom, who says she'll be over in a bit, so I go back over to the pub. I remember plunking down all my important cards down at the bar, so I politely ask for my cards back while I'm finishing my booze. He then gives me a stack of cards, with one card I don't recognize with my full name on it. None of the cards I originally plunked down were in the stack so I tell the bartender that none of the cards he gave me were my own, then he starts acting like a jerk and saying that he's not going to give me my original cards back. At this point, I'm getting quite peeved at this guy, but I'm also tipsy and starting to wonder what the hell it was that I drank (I wonder if I was actually beginning to have a lucid dream at this point, confusing reality with the dream world I was in). He winds up telling me that he'll give me my cards if I give him the mug. Right then, I see the owner of the pub (who interestingly enough was a short, stout Italian looking man) and tell him what's going on. <br />
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And that's where I wake up. ]]></description>
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                <title>Bored yet happy...</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 02 Apr 2006 23:20:11 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/p/pc.gif" width="38" height="24" alt=":pc:" title="PC" /><br />
I'm bored, everyone is asleep here but me. But I'm happy. Mom got her check from the federal taxes which means we can finally buy the throwing wheel <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/w/w00t.gif" width="23" height="23" alt=":w00t!:" title="w00t!" /> Since she doesn't have a credit or debit card and I do, she's writing me a check for her half and as soon as that goes through I'm buying it. This is so exciting. I'm going to be able to make pots again. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/d/dance.gif" width="29" height="21" alt=":dance:" title="Dance!" /><br />
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My display at work is finished. It was nice. This lady came to the desk last week and asked for me and when I came out to see her she had this look of excitement in her face. She told me how my pieces made her so happy. She talked about this place that sounded like it could be SCOSAG and how she's wanted to take a pottery class there, and that perhaps she'll see me there. She also talked about how her granddaughter draws so well and how she's bought her all these tools so that she can. The whole experience made me feel really good. The majority of the people who come into the branch are not too well off (including this lady's family apparently) so to touch one of them with my work is a wonderful thing to me...<br />
Of course, I've never set foot in SCOSAG, but I've often thought about finding out about possible volunteering opportunities there. So maybe I will see her there sometime <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/smile.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":)" title=":) (Smile)" /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Wow... *is stunned*</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 30 Mar 2006 13:03:46 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ So my mom thinks I'm a great artist and definitely sees potential in my work. Why is this a big deal and why should I care? Because she proved it. She did something that proved to me that she doesn't just say that I'm a good artist just to make me feel good. She had told me once that my grandmother (who was an artist when she was alive...  even had a full 4 year scholarship to Wash U's School of Art...  if only she hadn't ditched it to marry my grandfather...  but then I know I wouldn't be around... sigh...) would be very proud of my work, especially my recent pastel work. <br />
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But last night when I asked my mom to take me out so I could look for the blue pastel I need for my class tonight, she took me downstairs and handed me an old wooden flat box and said "No use buying something we probably already have." The box was filled with old pastels, including one that was the color I needed! <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/c/clap.gif" width="25" height="25" alt=":clap:" title="Clap" /> She said they were my grandmothers. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/j/jawdrop.gif" width="15" height="32" alt=":jawdrop:" title="Jawdrop" /> I <b>KNOW</b> that she wouldn't have let me use them if she didn't think I was good. Which makes me feel really really good. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/l/love.gif" width="23" height="16" alt=":love:" title="Love" /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Pfah!</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 29 Mar 2006 15:32:54 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/c/confuse.gif" width="18" height="15" alt=":confused:" title="Confused" /> <br />
So my current drawing class project is a still life we put together ourselves...  and I unknowingly chose something really hard. a blue bottle...  I've drawn a green bottle before and have it look like a green bottle...  how hard is it to do the same with a blue bottle? I can't even get the color right. Ulgh! So I'm hoping to go to the art store near me to see if they might have that color in the individual pastels... I hope so...  <br />
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... and here I thought the flowers would be the harder part of this project. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/w/worry.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":worry:" title="Worried" /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Chop Chop!</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 22 Mar 2006 11:02:30 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ So I did it, Julie cut my hair into a lovely, layered pixie bob. Now to redye it.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)" /><br />
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I have new work from my drawing class...  three pastel drawings in color. I'm pretty pleased with them. I also have a new design project to post, which also turned out really well. I'm feeling very creative lately so I'll be posting up even more soon! <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/w/w00t.gif" width="23" height="23" alt=":w00t:" title="w00t!" /> ]]></description>
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                <title>New Project</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 20 Mar 2006 20:39:47 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Design III, Project 4. The theme is Tension...  either by things pulled tight... or psychological and emotional. <br />
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My piece is going to be titled <u>"Second Person" Left Unfinished</u>. I've been reading alot more, so my piece is going to be loosely like a visual experience of a psychological thriller in second person (like those "Choose Your Own Adventure" books) with the ending up in the air. <br />
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My friends, family, and self are going to have our faces covered in plaster covered strips and the faces will be paired and connected together. Then they will be hung in the hallway outside of my class... motionless, silent, agonized, disturbed, and depressed faces from which the viewer must draw their own conclusion. What's wrong with them? That's up to the viewer. <br />
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They will be hung so that people will almost have to walk into them...  they must view the faces, which will bring about much tension as most people would prefer to avoid upsetting things these days. ]]></description>
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                <title>It's time</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 18 Mar 2006 12:01:20 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Too many hairs getting all over things after I take a shower...  wind whipping it all over the freaking place during windy March to the point that combing it afterwards is too painful for words... the long hair actually making it look like I'm trying to hide how large I've let myself get... It's time for a change. <br />
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I'm having Julie cut a foot of my hair off this week...  going to go for a chin-length pixie bob...  lots of layering and such. Dyeing it again as well...  too much blonde seeping through the brown once more. I dislike the blonde, have to make it go away.<br />
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As soon as she's gone, it's clean time... I'm putting up a new shelf or two. Organizing and going through magazines and papers... that's mostly what my mess is composed of... magazines and papers that really just need to go in the recycle bin. There's other things though too... a couple boxes of items that I've had since grade school and that high school teenybopper phase that I just have no use for whatsoever. <br />
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Then I'm going to tune up my bike and start taking it over to Forest Park...  keeping a pack on me with water, a small sketchbook with a couple pencils, and my camera while I ride. Might take some time to view the museums while I'm over there too. <br />
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My midterm items will be coming home with me this coming week and I look forward to taking pictures and sharing them on here. I really feel like my work has developed alot this semester and I'm very excited about it. ]]></description>
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                <title>Thoughts...</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 15 Mar 2006 21:56:15 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I really enjoy giving something life. Perhaps that's the reason why I don't bother with the notion of having kids, at least for now. My pieces are my babies. <br />
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My drawings lately have been looking more and more lifelike, which pleases me to no end. My ceramic making will be coming back shortly. We are purchasing a throwing wheel finally and I will be making a wedging table under my dad's instruction so I make it strong enough to handle quite a bit of wedging. <br />
I'll also be reclaiming the clay that I saved from the studio. <br />
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I've also decided to begin writing again. I've so many stories in this head of mine that it would be a good thing to get some of them out on paper. I'm considering changing my minor to English, since KU will train me for teaching if I get my Masters of Fine Arts in Ceramics.<br />
I'm also ready to learn an instument again. Preferably a stringed one.<br />
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On critiquing...       <br />
I find it well and fine to critique. I encourage it. You may find out there's something lacking in your work that you did not realize because you want to think your work is flawless. But you won't know unless someone tells you. It hurt at first, back in high school, because I measured my own worth by my artwork and that's not the way to go. It's fine now because my mind is clear enough to know if the person is indeed showing me something I didn't see before, or if the person is mearly chopping down my work because of their own insecurity. <br />
I'm secure in my work. I know I'm not the best and I could do better and faster work in the future once I've gained enough practice. I also know that I am a pretty good artist, my talent being quite versatile as well, but I'm not going to gloat either, because of what I know in the sentence before this one.<br />
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I really don't like people who think it is their business to tell you where to go to school, what kinda of job you should take, how long it should take you to get there, and any other forms of what's best for you. Please. Fuck you and go away, thank you. I'm fine with how things are going. Things will change and there's so much life to experience right now anyway, so why rush. I've got an idea in my head and that's fine for now. I'll stick to my small goals. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/smile.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":)" title=":) (Smile)" /> ]]></description>
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                <title> But I cant seem to recall, when you came along..</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 13 Mar 2006 12:36:05 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ So now my monetary troubles are less and now I'm able to concentrate on clearing the house and my mind of wasteful clutter. My final day at the deli job was yesterday, however it was shadowed by the fact that the town my sister is going to school (and I plan to go to school) was hit by "tornadic winds", which has rendered the box office that she works at roofless, and the possibility of tornados here (which of course didn't happen). I may be putting my trip at the end of the week on hold so I can help pick her up (and also not miss St. Patrick's Day). My ceramic work is on display at my library job. I encourage any St. Louis peoples who see this to go visit the Kingshighway Branch and see my work in person. Some of my classwork is on display in the fine arts section (F & G Towers) at STLCC at Forest Park as well.<br />
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<b>I'm listening to...</b> Squirrel Nut Zippers - The Ghost of Stephen Foster<br />
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<b>I'm feeling...</b> uber-excited ]]></description>
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                <title>The "Daddy Scholarship"</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 28 Feb 2006 11:01:06 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ So when I announced to my dad that I was giving my two weeks notice at my deli job, he was quite relieved to find out that I wasn't going to get comfortable there and stay like he did (I suppose I'm quite relieved as well, lol). But as I am 22 now, the child support is supposed to stop now, but he's going to keep paying it til the end of the school year, where after that I now (finally) have earned the "Daddy Scholarship" so that I can get my ass through community college and off to a real art school (thank the stars!).<br />
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You know what that means, of course. More work to be posted! I will also be trying to get more of my things shown at places, like some coffee shops and such...  possibly even in the display case at my library job (If my boss says it's cool, natch). ]]></description>
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                <title>Ahhh...</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 16 Feb 2006 22:30:12 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/stereo.gif" width="61" height="23" alt=":stereo:" title="Jamming to mah stereo" /> I've been busy lately. Mostly with helping my mom out, working and going to class. I've also been broadening my horizons musically...  for example, Andrew Bird is a god... he is a musical genius and he's pretty damn hot too. I went to his concert last night for my birthday ($15) and I got myself a t-shirt ($15). Best $30 I've ever spent. <br />
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I should be getting more time to reorient myself in my goals and such soon, I'm going to be giving my 2 weeks at the deli soon and I can't feel more relieved. I will have my credit card paid off next week and I couldn't be happier. I'm going to make sure my departure corresponds with another library paycheck so that I can have some saved for the throwing wheel I intend to purchase soon.<br />
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I will also be posting more artwork since I already have four drawings completed for my Drawing II class. I'm currently working on a 3-D relief sculpture of my Will Truman project, that I intend to revisit with a full head in wood perhaps for my sculpture project when I retake Sculpture I in the fall. ]]></description>
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                <title>Le Sigh</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 13 Jan 2006 00:25:57 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Well, so my knitting and throwing have to be set aside because I have tenosynovitis. My wrist/hand is in a brace and I'm trying to be patient for the day that I can break free. Until then, I get to go to Drawing II, and Design III this semester. It should be fun and hopefully not too stressful. I've decided that chipping away at my degree is probably for the best, since I'm already on the virge of burning out between the two jobs anyway.<br />
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Change is quite omnipresent at this time. I may be getting a new job (a promotion), moving out of the house, and driving finally, woo! <br />
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Days have been really nice lately around here so I worked an extra three hours yesterday so that I could have all of tomorrow off, which will be really really nice. I hope to lose 5 stone off of my 15 by the end of summer. Here's to hope! ]]></description>
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                <title>All that mucking about in hyperspace Pt. 2</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 07 Dec 2005 20:33:53 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ So last night I put on the mask I intend to wear whilst I observe (and perform a tad bit of debauchery at) a St. Louis Mardi Gras this coming year.  I thought it looked great on me, so I took some pictures while I laid on my bed. I intend to play with these a bit and possibly post one or two on here...<br />
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There's a waging war on between my emotions and my rationality and I think my emotions are winning right now...<br />
This is all mostly not because I miss Chris (right now I rather am loathe to the mere mention of his name or presence), but I miss the affection we had in the first year of the relationship...  We never did quite fit, but it saddens me to find myself without someone whom I could make hold me when we are together...  Here I have exactly what I wished for...  to be single again... to be away from Chris finally. However, I am feeling more alone than happy...  wishing I could be swept off my feet by someone...  thinking that I might be...  and distance makes the heart grow fonder, right? But what about that? I don't know... I want someone... I want a certain someone at this moment...  but I don't want to rush into something just to immediately get my heartbroken or find that I was wrong and created an image of what I thought someone was, to find they are an arrogant jerk, like the last guy I had a crush on, or something else...  <br />
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I'm highly confused and frustrated at the moment...  <br />
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And I love how strangely ambiguous I've made certain parts of this entry... ]]></description>
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                <title>All that mucking about in hyperspace Pt. 1</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 27 Nov 2005 13:27:44 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ So, I've got a few things up, but I've been a little tied up here and there.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/j/juggle.gif" width="31" height="34" alt=":juggle:" title="Juggle" /><br />
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-I dumped Chris, and now trying to "fill the void" <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/d/date.gif" width="36" height="22" alt=":date:" title="Date" />  I try not to, but it's hard. I'm basically boycrazy, it's hard to stop. Urgh, and they're so annoying too. <br />
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-Trying to get back into shape <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/strong.gif" width="35" height="18" alt=":strong:" title="Strong!" /> Trying to start running again. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/sprint.gif" width="101" height="20" alt=":sprint:" title="Time to haul ass out of here!" /> I love to run. And I always see interesting things when I run.<br />
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-As always, I am expanding my musical tastes... tripping off into swing music and 50's doo wop at the moment.<br />
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-Trying to update my webpage...  I want to make it a little more user friendly, and not have people page through tons of stuff and wait for all the thumbnails to load if they have a slow connection... ]]></description>
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                <title>Slowly, but surely...</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 14 Nov 2005 15:23:16 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Slowly but surely adding deviations...  I need to get my digital camera to take better pictures so I can post more... Looking through books again for more ideas... ]]></description>
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                <title>Time is of the essence...</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 04 Oct 2005 21:12:40 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I need to begin working on this again. I've been through so many changes lately...  opening my relationship up again, actually researching and deciding on a goal college to transfer to (KU), getting a second job, and just basically reevaluating my life and goals. I want to be happy. It's as simple as that. <br />
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Anyways, so I need to start displaying my work. I need feedback, and get better at doing what I do best <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/smile.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":)" title=":) (Smile)" /> ]]></description>
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                <title>It's 70 here!</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 20 Feb 2005 15:26:18 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I don't have to wear a coat outside.  Hell, I can go out in a pair of shorts  and a t-shirt. Buying wood putty, spray  paint, and screws for my sculpture in a  few. ]]></description>
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                <title>Cold, tired, hungry, and busy busy busy!</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 24 Jan 2005 23:00:37 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Ok, first entry here. 11 credit hours  of art this semester. Drawing I, Design  I, Sculpture I, and Ceramics II. Going  to bed now so I'll just give a link to  my website so you can see me stuff. <a href="http://www.angelfire.com/realm/liquidblue18/liquidblueceramics.html"> [link]</a> ]]></description>
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