my soiled bathing suit would have to wait for a washing until the tide came in

midterms are almost upon me. sooooo glad i'm unemployed, albeit fleetingly (temporarily ecstatic-permanently out of work, at least for the foreseeable future).
i did the maff and i only owe the great commonwealth of massachusetts about $600 for not having health insurance the last 6 months. thankfully i was pro-active and had taxes taken out of my state pity checks so i may actually get some dollahs back from the irs. here's hoping...i only owe about 3 grand on my car. my quality of life would be much improved if i could get rid of that $300 payment every month. buying a brand new vehicle with all the bells and whistles seemed like such a spectacular idea four years ago. i paid extra for blue led floor lights because i thought it was funny... *shakes fist at frivolousness of youth*
i'll have to get a picture because words epically fail at describing how ridiculous they truly are. 
i should wax poetic about current events or something a tad deeper than my finances but i have so much schoolwork to do it's truly disheartening. 

his hastily constructed scarecrow was nothing to crow about

here's some fabric/button flowers and a mason jar vase i made when i was temporarily stricken with "i want a wedding" syndrome.

thank goodness i recovered. i blame this site.  will eventually be eloping, thanks. that will solve the issue of having both my parents in the same room. i did contact a photographer though. we're going to a retro bar and an antiques store for photos. i want artsy poses and an excuse to buy a rad dress. mike can even stay home that day if he wants.

current obsession: www.pinterest.com. the idea is so simple it's genius. it lets you tag and save photos from the web to your account. it's like bookmarking on a meth binge. i love it. seddy5 from etsy got me hooked. if you want to get sucked into the vortex of searching for pics to save i have extra invites and am always looking for more people to stalk.

after the turkey became fluent in a second language he was truly a peeping tom

possibly exciting news on the home front but i am terrified of jinxing it so i'll keep my overactive mouth shut for right now.

boyfriend surprised me with these today: 

poor significant other. i had to explain the concept of plugs and lobe stretching. if opposites attract wasn't a paula abdul song that i'm desperately trying to purge from my consciousness i might be tempted to wax poetic over circumstances. oh yes, seller credit here
in other craft baron news:here is my etsy rant
and this is the painting that i, miracle of all miracles, actually sold this weekend:

because i'm the polar opposite of a business genius i low balled the shipping (heehee balls) but the buyer wrote me an ecstatic convo so i was pretty stoked to send it to its forever home.

the unionized laundry workers walked out halfway during their shift-it was a strike while the iron was hot

i was a foaming at the mouth fanatical cutthroat ebay bidder last night. after anticlimactically losing twice at the last possible moment i am finally the proud owner of this:

sassy was a beloved anomaly in the fairy princess lip gloss of early '90's teenage period-icals. the now cult followed rag dispensed actual sex info rather than hiding behind the pr abstinence rant, wrote articles dealing with issues such as migrant farm workers, had a section every month devoted to zines (ahhh!!! remember zines?) and, to utterly disregard eloquence-totally rocked in every way imaginable. and, of course, folded due to a lack of advertisers. jane pratt, the twat behind the public love letter to herself-jane-and teenage style blogger tavi are supposedly teaming up to resurrect sassy but with the recorded soundbite of a "modern twist." no thanks. this girl=purist.

we continued our sunday waffle tradition and went here for eats this morning:

check out their rotating specials (so many vegan options for me!):

The Ripple – Whole wheat waffle batter all mixed up with walnuts and served with banana and honey.

Bananas Foster Waffles – Bananas set on fire right before your eyes, sauteed in a sweet blend of brown sugar and rum.  Served with our home made vegan coconut vanilla ice cream!

Waffles Rancheros - Waffles piled high with our famous Mexican style black beans, cheese, and two fried eggs or tofu scramble.  Topped with our home made salsa!

Falafel Waffles - Falafel Waffle batter made with chickpeas and spices, accompanied with a fresh cucumber salad and our famous hummus

Ragi Waffles - Curried lentil waffles jam packed with cilantro and spices served with a side of yogurt raita and our refreshing jicama mint salad.


nomnomnomnomnomnom.

we couldn't deside whether to paddle across the river...it was row vs. wade

epic retail luck today. EPIC. i'm trying not to breathlessly gasp and toss my hair while snapping my gum and cradling shopping bags but the stars, planets, tea leaves, sacrificed virgins, severed rabbit feet and votive candles were all working in my favor today.

a. used book store-1938 children's story book entitled "g-man: breaking the gambling ring:

b.salvation army-2 banana republic tees, a woman's extra small pink zz top shirt (bwahahahaha) and a size large little boys "i want to be a rock star" shirt
c. savers (nicer s.a.)-bunch of old navy & gap cardigans and sweaters
d. vintage/consignment store: BUTTONS!!!!! and mismatched jewelry for artwork. and: 

e. second vintage/consignment store:

1923 typewriter...that still works. i'm in love. 

*does a jig for capitalism (and subsequently feels guilty)*

he sat idly as everyone read the bible; he was without a job

shameless plug: photo blog

i kamikazed an interview today; it was brutally awkward and perfect in a i-have-cat-separation-anxiety-issues-anyway kind of way...my social disgraces aside it was 30% travel...that amount of air time would require entirely too many ativans. me, playing dress up:

tool. tucking in my shirt makes me want to beat myself up. in terms of possible travel- i'm morally opposed to rolling luggage and jet setting would not mesh well with simultaneous schooling...here are my textbooks...for this semester:

    

please note the vhs cassettes of mc hammer's saturday morning cartoon atop said piles.

why i want to stay home:

OLE.

scraping the vein was ore-ible

i guzzled a two liter of diet coke two days ago and twitched through the hundreds of photos on my laptop meth-odically. i crank/crack myself up entirely too much. it's sad really. 

second from top: me hugging a gas tank. bottom two: teenage mutant ninja turtle, obviously.