Seasonal woe
Just finished watching season two of Six Feet Under, it's good, but I dunno if I'll bother with season three. Maybe if I get really bored. I love/hate shows that make me cry. Movies I can handle, tv not so much. Commercials are worse, I've cried at them before, and I felt like such a sad sack. But at the same time, you gotta respect the dude that made it that evocative.
I have little fantasies about studio space. Having and using it, being in it. It's a consuming want. I guess I should look into it. But then, to what end? I kinda want a one bedroom studio apartment... but that's more likely a future thing. I don't think I could afford that around these parts. It would be nice to just have a little space of my own. Other than my room, of course (which is still a horrendous mess). I don't know what to do in regard to moving, since Zoe has bailed til September, and I said I'd be gone way before then. I feel like I'm overstaying here, even though I do actually live here, and I don't like that feeling. I want to move onward, but circumstance seems to not want to cooperate. Typical.
I'm almost finished Jeff's birthday present, will be done tonight I think. Then I can potter about with Jason's shirt. THE CAT. I like it, and the Black-eyed dog is cool too. Still the wolf takes the cake for the most tv appearances... bless your little cotton socks, Mr Ball. It's got to the point where everyone else is more excited than me, which is really nice, I feel very well supported in my creative endeavours, but I still kinda wish that if Amy was going to mention it, she could have been a tiny bit more subtle? ; ) I think it's a little... unwarrented, for people to keep squealing 'you're famous', when I am not, and quite enjoy that fact. Sure, the wolf is getting out and about, and I like that it's liked, but at the end of the day, it's really not that big a deal. There were two people in the same place at he same time, and one of them gave the other something that was kinda cool. In response to the many things he had made available to her which were also quite nifty.
sigh. It's raining, I'm going to go for a walk.
I have little fantasies about studio space. Having and using it, being in it. It's a consuming want. I guess I should look into it. But then, to what end? I kinda want a one bedroom studio apartment... but that's more likely a future thing. I don't think I could afford that around these parts. It would be nice to just have a little space of my own. Other than my room, of course (which is still a horrendous mess). I don't know what to do in regard to moving, since Zoe has bailed til September, and I said I'd be gone way before then. I feel like I'm overstaying here, even though I do actually live here, and I don't like that feeling. I want to move onward, but circumstance seems to not want to cooperate. Typical.
I'm almost finished Jeff's birthday present, will be done tonight I think. Then I can potter about with Jason's shirt. THE CAT. I like it, and the Black-eyed dog is cool too. Still the wolf takes the cake for the most tv appearances... bless your little cotton socks, Mr Ball. It's got to the point where everyone else is more excited than me, which is really nice, I feel very well supported in my creative endeavours, but I still kinda wish that if Amy was going to mention it, she could have been a tiny bit more subtle? ; ) I think it's a little... unwarrented, for people to keep squealing 'you're famous', when I am not, and quite enjoy that fact. Sure, the wolf is getting out and about, and I like that it's liked, but at the end of the day, it's really not that big a deal. There were two people in the same place at he same time, and one of them gave the other something that was kinda cool. In response to the many things he had made available to her which were also quite nifty.
sigh. It's raining, I'm going to go for a walk.
posted by Leocadia at 7:23 PM
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