i'm not dead.

no pictures to post because i'm not on my comp. if you have a burning desire to see what i look like right now, myspace.com/xerynmariex altho it's not my most recent hair color.

no boyfriend. no more boyfriends for the rest of 08.

new job. actually, i work three jobs. at five different places. and i am still fucking broke.

yet i still managed to drop $120 in no time at all at a gallery in columbus last weekend.

thats pretty much it. if you're wondering about anything else, just go ahead and ask :)

ugh i am in such a cleaning quandry....someone please tell me that even if the shoes cost $120, i don't need to keep the empty box sitting on my shelf, and i don't need to feel obligated to store something in it just so the box is still here??? i bought a LOT of shoes in the short time i worked at journeys, and now i have all these boxes sitting around and i'm REALLY trying to downsize my house once and for all. aaaagh!

any cleaning/decluttering tips altogether?

those are my favorite glasses at work. it drives my boss crazy when i put them on, especially because everything else is dolce & gabanna, prada, versace, etc...and i choose those beauties.

all i do anymore is work at fallen timbers, work at the bar, stay out till four or five am every friday and saturday, then get up ass early to go to church in the morning.

i'm running the detroit marathon in october. i'm doing the half. i'm not that crazy to do the whole.

i'm not getting married, ian's an asshole, my name has been in the newspaper like 5 times in the last month, i'm broker than i've ever been in my entire life, but i'm also really happy with a lot of my friends and things that i'm trying to get accomplished. i'll get there eventually.

cause coralene is afraid i died again :)

not too much to report. above is photos from german american festival and jenny's wedding. got the wide angle lens i rented in the mail today and i am sooooooooooooooooooooo excited to go crazy with it for three weeks, esp at dean and brittany's wedding. birthday was last thursday, got two years of gym membership + tanning from my parents and an awesome spa package from ian that i can't wait to use. went to my papa's today so he could show ian all of his guns and give me this clock that's like over 100 years old. ian and i are still trying to get the house clean, but we can't get past folding half a basket of laundry. and ummmmmmmmmmm yeah. i think that's it :)

oh hey. i'm not dead.

as followup to the last post, since everyone seems to think i secretly have huge boobs: this (albeit terrible and taken at 4am) photo is no bra. see? they're not big. anyone can make them look huge in photos as long as they lean over a little bit and tie the belt on the robe really tight :P

there goes my career in politics.

i am lazy, so you get a cut and paste from myspace.

i kind of live off croutons. they're cheap and less fattening than chips and they have more flavor.

there are a few people who come in the rocket in who love me. i'm starting to become familiar to people now, which is cool. one boy told me last nite i got ten times hotter once he realized i was crocheting. (incidentally, that scarf is going to need at least one more ball of yarn. should have bought more when it was on sale.)

need to go to hobby lobby and get three balls of wool so i can hand-dye them for my scarf. a scarf for ME finally! going to kool-aid dye them pink, acid yellow, and lime green.

oh yay!! i just checked the hobby lobby ad. the wool i need is 30% off wee!!!! :D the coupon of the week is 30% of krylon. :( yeah, cause i REALLY need more spraypaint in my life.

can't go to saturday church this week, which is a bummer...but i think we're going to the 12:30 service so i don't have to get up so early, plus i know a few people who go to that one. i love this church, its really laid back. it has CUPHOLDERS. if anyone wants to come with, let me know :) it's not scary jesus-y, i promise.

my house is so effing cold. i sleep at my parents practically every nite because i HATE waking up in the middle of the nite freezing. plus if i sleep over there, my kitten burrows up super close next to me.

motor city tattoo show in a month. going to TRY to scrape up some side money so i can get something done and not feel completely guilty about it, but the way the job situation is going, its not looking awesome.

give me some inspiration for new art to work on....whether its a color, and object....anything to give me a jump-off point :)

horrible headache

i did my once a week hair washing today and now its all puffy

dvs shoes i want dont come out till feb 17 :(

i need to get my bangs cut different. i'm going to get wispy straight across baby bangs again.

i need a fucking maid to clean up my house its so trashed.

valentines day is going to be super fucking lame.

ART JOURNAL PROMPT WEEK 1/52

this week's topic is "something you're proud of" and yeah, the week ends in two days...so everyone shake a tail feather! :)

i'll be taking part in this art journal....anyone else want to do it? all you need is a deck of cards, and the willingness to allow yourself some creative time once a week. a year from now, you'll have a completed art journal!

(if you don't want to keep up on emily's blog, i'll be posting my card and the prompt here every week!)

i have been sick for an entire week.

amy's professional pics from the wedding soon.

festivus was fun, for the short time i stayed.

staying in toledo for new years eve.

pretty much all i worry about anymore is my art.

for those of you who don't know me in person, and don't REALLY grasp the trainwreck that i am, i thought i would blog the contents of my living room table for you.



note: when derek came over....i dunno...3? 4? days ago, the table was mostly clean. now, the table contains:

*various jars of rhinestones

*gem glue

*box of cap'n crunch christmas berries cereal

*small woodburning tool

*catwalk fashionista hair product

*half of hobby lobby's jewelry aisle inventory

*38 tiny skull charms

*a tray of curing resin castings

*4 remote controls. (one tv, one dvd, and two for my dvr. one of which is not working at all, one of which is working marginally.)

*no less than 4 candles. i can only see four from here.

*tarina tarantino heart necklace from mike

*glass of water that says "gary is my nizzle" with gary coleman on it. (last year's xmess from summer)

*handmade glass bowl from sten (decorative bowl, you assholes. not for smoking weed.)

*various pliers, scissors, exacto knives, and handmade jewelry stencils

*digital slr.



and no, the table isn't that big.

entry, in which i act like a 14 year old girl.

we were guestlisted last nite for the cobra starship/fall out boy/new found glory show at the state. it's no big secret that nfg is one of my all time favorite bands, and that fob occupies a very special place in my heart. tommy offers me guestlist, i say THANKYOUILOVEYOU!
so we get there...tommy stamps us so we can get on the floor, tells us if anyone gives us hassle, just say we're a guest of his. we (momma and i) manage to nab a couple chairs with a good view, so we're pretty happy. cobra starship comes on, and i text tommy about halfway through their set to thank him again for being so generous. (i actually had +2 to begin with, but derek nor mecca could go :( ) during the last cs song, i went on the floor to hang out with amanda and hector.....and tommy texts me saying "do you want main floor vip?" uh, YES. i grab momma, we go to the top, and he walks us down to vip.
ok. if you've ever been to the state theatre, you know that it's never really a bad spot to watch bands if you're on the floor. however, we got THE choice spot in the room. dead center, next to the light board, nice little cushy couches, roped off area, completely unobstructed view.

essentially, a forcefield separating us from all obnoxious teenagers. FUCKING. RAD.

partway through nfg, i see hector and amanda walk by, so i grab them and pull them in with us so they get a good spot too!!

it was pretty much the best nite i've had in forever. i have no voice left for singing along nonstop thru nfg and fob, and it was fun having hector and amanda with us because i like sharing nice things with people, and i know amanda looooooooves fob. :)

and then afterwards when mom and i were in the bar, i was just sitting there kind of staring into space, and jordan walked out of the bathroom right past me and totally caught me off guard hahahahahah. and we saw omar, who i havent seen in FOREVER.

weather was awesome, we caught no traffic, waited in no lines, and had really good white castle on the way home.

nights like that make me totally love my life.

bo schembeckler just died. how terrible, especially so close to the game.

so uhhhh yeah.

i have an awesome boyfriend.

and the wedding is this weekend.

and i'm not getting my roots done.

and i'm going to philly to stay with the boyfriend in november.

things are fabulous.

so i know i've mentioned this before. but my boyfriend is beyond fucking amazing.

we had a conversation last week on our way to michigan about eat n park cookies, and my frightful obsession with them. (i even have a cookie magnet on the fridge) he almost got murdered because i thought there was an eat n park near him, then we realized they all closed. i didnt murder him, and all was right with the world.

so i haven't felt well all week. i started to catch a cold the morning he left, and mentally, i have NOT been right. long story short, i have been pretty unbearable, argumentative, whiny, and cry-y these last few days.

so today, my dad calls and tells me there's a package at the house for me...so i walk over, still on the phone with him and see this box on the table. with a sticker on it. with smiley face cookies on the sticker and text saying "there's smiles inside!" i'm like "OMG MOM KNIFE!!!!' and make her cut the box open....

and inside are a dozen smiley face cookies. pink frosting, black faces. coincidence that they just happen to be made in my favorite colors? i think not. even tho i've been a total brat to him, he still sent me a sweetest day present, and it's possibly the most thoughtful one ever.



i heart you baby. i'm sorry i can't be with you on your birthday!!!!! <3

so i have an art competition coming up.

SO SCARY.