Clay pieces for big bulky fun jewelry.
I ran out of glue for my alien...
I <3 clay
Saturday, June 18, 2011
Friday, June 17, 2011
Pregnancy dreams...
I have always had supremely weird and vivid dreams, that much I'm used to. My dreams in the past have included being next door neighbors to a werewolf, high speed hover-board chases, and giant a octopus. This, oddly enough, is typical for me. I wasn't surprised to have a super vivid alien dream towards the beginning of this pregnancy.
What does surprise me is the reality of the dreams I'm having. While the mystical, macabre, and mythological typically frequent my dreams the real-life does not. Until now. Now every dream I have includes old friends. It is all very different scenarios with different friends. For some reason my subconscious is idealizing any of the situations either. It seems that the characters in my dreams act as if they would normally (or at least my last knowledge of their normal actions and reactions).
My logical side tried to figure out what odd psychological sign this is for me. At first I thought It may be my mind dredging up un-resolved issues I have with a few people. After all I haven't actively thought of any of these people in years. -- I'm leaving this vague because its somewhere around 5 people frequenting my dreams so far. All of which have nothing in common but being my friend at some time. -- These dreams aren't exciting by any means, they mostly include chance meetings and catching up. the chance meetings always end up in some odd unrealistic place, like outside my grandmas house.
I really only have un-resolved issues with two of these guests... and its been so long.
Do I miss these people? Maybe. I was close at one point or another with every single one of them. I don't develop close connections easily and I have been taught first hand why that is a good defense. It could be I am preparing myself for the inevitable. My dearest friends are moving far away. Though the prospect of visiting is exciting, it is still quite a big change. Really everything has or will be drastically changing. Is this my brain longing for some odd sense of nostalgia. Reaching out to old friends so I am not forced to create new bonds? Maybe.
Still I am not sad. We are all going to be where we need to be. I do mean NEED. Its exciting, I love change. Its the Aquarius in me I guess. So why in the world is my brain taking me on a confusing futuristic nostalgia ride? Ugh I have no clue.
What does surprise me is the reality of the dreams I'm having. While the mystical, macabre, and mythological typically frequent my dreams the real-life does not. Until now. Now every dream I have includes old friends. It is all very different scenarios with different friends. For some reason my subconscious is idealizing any of the situations either. It seems that the characters in my dreams act as if they would normally (or at least my last knowledge of their normal actions and reactions).
My logical side tried to figure out what odd psychological sign this is for me. At first I thought It may be my mind dredging up un-resolved issues I have with a few people. After all I haven't actively thought of any of these people in years. -- I'm leaving this vague because its somewhere around 5 people frequenting my dreams so far. All of which have nothing in common but being my friend at some time. -- These dreams aren't exciting by any means, they mostly include chance meetings and catching up. the chance meetings always end up in some odd unrealistic place, like outside my grandmas house.
I really only have un-resolved issues with two of these guests... and its been so long.
Do I miss these people? Maybe. I was close at one point or another with every single one of them. I don't develop close connections easily and I have been taught first hand why that is a good defense. It could be I am preparing myself for the inevitable. My dearest friends are moving far away. Though the prospect of visiting is exciting, it is still quite a big change. Really everything has or will be drastically changing. Is this my brain longing for some odd sense of nostalgia. Reaching out to old friends so I am not forced to create new bonds? Maybe.
Still I am not sad. We are all going to be where we need to be. I do mean NEED. Its exciting, I love change. Its the Aquarius in me I guess. So why in the world is my brain taking me on a confusing futuristic nostalgia ride? Ugh I have no clue.
Slowly moving
Ok so i've been a bit distracted being in wonderland and all. Still i have him painted! Now i need to attach some hair, well a lot of hair. Which im sure will require some trial and error with adhesives. Wish me luck.
Wednesday, June 15, 2011
Wen
I was having a chat with my little bird rescue the other day. Quite literally, I spent a few minutes mimicking the "wen" sound it makes. It was cute the little thing got all excited and followed me around. I love birds.
The entire time Rob was watching me, with a giant goofy smile on his face. :"This is why I love you"
He gets the same smile on his face when we buy baby stuff. Sometimes its just nice to hear him say it out loud.
I am difficult. I know it. I've apologized before for not being easier to deal with, but its deeply ingrained. My likes and interests change drastically and I really can't control it. I dive into things as quickly as I dive out of them. I guess nothing keeps me entertained for long. The things that do stick, stick forever it seems. I integrate them into part of my being. Don't get me wrong, I love me. I didn't realize that I could be too much until I was on my own for a while.
I guess I limited my social interaction to weirdos, geeks, and nerds. Like attracts like. I have to admit I loved going to convention, a lot of those people were innocently uninhibited or ridiculously egotistical. Makes for fun one way or another. Still I never had to explain myself, or defend my interests rather, until I spent time alone. I attempted to expand my social interactions. I felt like an animal at the zoo. I was OK behind the glass, in pictures, but out in the open I was a threat. A threat to what? I don't know. I really don't. At that rate I'm really glad I don't understand.
You have to be a special kind of crazy to deal with me. I like it that way.
The entire time Rob was watching me, with a giant goofy smile on his face. :"This is why I love you"
He gets the same smile on his face when we buy baby stuff. Sometimes its just nice to hear him say it out loud.
I am difficult. I know it. I've apologized before for not being easier to deal with, but its deeply ingrained. My likes and interests change drastically and I really can't control it. I dive into things as quickly as I dive out of them. I guess nothing keeps me entertained for long. The things that do stick, stick forever it seems. I integrate them into part of my being. Don't get me wrong, I love me. I didn't realize that I could be too much until I was on my own for a while.
I guess I limited my social interaction to weirdos, geeks, and nerds. Like attracts like. I have to admit I loved going to convention, a lot of those people were innocently uninhibited or ridiculously egotistical. Makes for fun one way or another. Still I never had to explain myself, or defend my interests rather, until I spent time alone. I attempted to expand my social interactions. I felt like an animal at the zoo. I was OK behind the glass, in pictures, but out in the open I was a threat. A threat to what? I don't know. I really don't. At that rate I'm really glad I don't understand.
You have to be a special kind of crazy to deal with me. I like it that way.
Tuesday, June 14, 2011
BRB
Ill be a bit pre-occupied today... doing something absolutely frivolous...
Gotta love macabre nostalgia >_<
If you need me I'll be collecting teeth
If you need me I'll be collecting teeth
Monday, June 13, 2011
Saturday, June 11, 2011
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