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wherein Liz attempts to be organized
Mar. 10th, 2012 07:42 pmWhat I did today:
1. Got a haircut. Yay no more hair falling in my eyes or doing that annoying curly-flippy thing on the nape of my neck!
2. Bought groceries. Hurrah for having food and drink for the coming week!
3. Sorted through one of the large cardboard boxes I have been hauling around since, oh, 2005. I thought this one was artwork and art supplies, so I figured I'd grab my old sketchpad to work on NBB art. And there was artwork and art supplies in the box -- way more art supplies than I thought I had, to be honest; it's like every time I needed colored pencils or markers over the past ten years, I forgot I already had some and went out and bought a new set -- but there was also stuff like A) a graphing calculator plus instruction booklet, B) a combination padlock, C) photographs of my cousin Brian's son Logan when he was a newborn, D) cast and pit orchestra photos from a couple of my high school musicals, E) an absurd number of unused postcards of Prague, F) a folder of the horrible poetry I wrote around age 11-12 (plus outlines for epic six-novel fantasy series that make no sense, argh, how I was I so bad at plots and world-building back then???), G) my AP English notebook, H) random letters sent to me by friends and family over ten years ago, etc., etc., etc.
Also, some of my old art projects are weird in and of themselves. Like the top half of a Barbie-shaped papier-mâché sarcophagus I made as part of a report on mummies back in, I think, 1992 or 1993. I am not sure what happened to the bottom half. It may have disintegrated at some point over the years. Hmmm. You know, now I wonder what happened to the transparency sheets I made to illustrate the mummification process. It would be neat to still have drawings of tongs pulling strands of brain matter out of a corpse's nose.
(I was a morbid kid, shut up. Also, mummies are cool. Also also, I successfully grossed out half my social studies class with that presentation, which was half of what I was aiming for in the first place. *evil grin*)
Anyway, I threw out a bunch of junk, put a bunch of the rest into more logical places, and now the box really is nothing but art and art supplies. Yay for progress!
1. Got a haircut. Yay no more hair falling in my eyes or doing that annoying curly-flippy thing on the nape of my neck!
2. Bought groceries. Hurrah for having food and drink for the coming week!
3. Sorted through one of the large cardboard boxes I have been hauling around since, oh, 2005. I thought this one was artwork and art supplies, so I figured I'd grab my old sketchpad to work on NBB art. And there was artwork and art supplies in the box -- way more art supplies than I thought I had, to be honest; it's like every time I needed colored pencils or markers over the past ten years, I forgot I already had some and went out and bought a new set -- but there was also stuff like A) a graphing calculator plus instruction booklet, B) a combination padlock, C) photographs of my cousin Brian's son Logan when he was a newborn, D) cast and pit orchestra photos from a couple of my high school musicals, E) an absurd number of unused postcards of Prague, F) a folder of the horrible poetry I wrote around age 11-12 (plus outlines for epic six-novel fantasy series that make no sense, argh, how I was I so bad at plots and world-building back then???), G) my AP English notebook, H) random letters sent to me by friends and family over ten years ago, etc., etc., etc.
Also, some of my old art projects are weird in and of themselves. Like the top half of a Barbie-shaped papier-mâché sarcophagus I made as part of a report on mummies back in, I think, 1992 or 1993. I am not sure what happened to the bottom half. It may have disintegrated at some point over the years. Hmmm. You know, now I wonder what happened to the transparency sheets I made to illustrate the mummification process. It would be neat to still have drawings of tongs pulling strands of brain matter out of a corpse's nose.
(I was a morbid kid, shut up. Also, mummies are cool. Also also, I successfully grossed out half my social studies class with that presentation, which was half of what I was aiming for in the first place. *evil grin*)
Anyway, I threw out a bunch of junk, put a bunch of the rest into more logical places, and now the box really is nothing but art and art supplies. Yay for progress!
