My etsy shop is having a sale. You too can own a cute owl painting or some vintage jewelry or pick up some wicked cheap art supplies. Just sayin'.



(The owl clicks to my etsy!)

Off to a big group dinner - so far, still feeling pretty good (besides sick). I'm excited to start writing my Christmas cards and making Christmas gifts and getting my papers done. To be honest, I'm actually really, really excited for classes to be over. I'm going to spend January and February just RELAXING. And making art. And working my jobs. But come March and April I'm going to HARDCORE find a real job (but I'm so excited my shorter-term jobs seem to be working out well).

*sigh* I'm so frustrated. It's hard to let go of hurt, to ignore little slights, and to stop caring so damn much.

I need to teach myself to judge. To get angry, to protect myself, and to cut bad, hurtful people out of my life. Sometimes, you don't deserve another chance. Sometimes the circumstances and reasons don't matter enough. I am SO sick of being hurt.

I'm going to surround myself with people who make me happy. I'm gonna work to make others happy too, and if they hurt me, then that privilege (because it really is a privilege, and not their right to take from me) has to be revoked.

I've gotta grow some armor. :(

What wouldn't I give to be at this time last year?

I miss him, I miss him, I don't want to but I do. I miss my life. I miss us.

*sad*

LIZA MINNELLI IS COMING TO SYMPHONY NEXT MONTH.

I am SO working that show. Omg.

I must record the epic dinner of epicness I just made. Because it was epic. And some day I may want to eat something this epic again.

Rew's Scrambled Eggs of Epicness

2 eggs
2-3 tablespoons olive oil
1 small onion, diced small
1 tablespoon (pinch?) sandwich toppers roasted red peppers
1 small tomato, diced small
some cooked broccoli (2 tablespoons?)
1 tablespoon soy sauce
sea salt
pepper
garlic powder
curry powder (optional)
2 tablespoons milk
butter
an English muffin
Mexican shredded cheese (eyeball it, super cheesy or not is up to you!)

Cook the onions in the olive oil until soft, medium heat. Add red peppers, tomato, broccoli, salt, soy sauce, garlic powder, pepper, and a TINY bit of curry powder for kick. Cook these on medium until the liquids are mostly gone and you have a slightly paste-like veggie mush of nommy goodness.

In a bowl, beat the eggs with the milk and season with salt/pepper to taste. Those on top of veggie paste in pan and mix. Lower heat a bit, cook as you would normal scrambled eggs. While that cooks, toast up an English muffin! And butter it. After toasting to avoid an electrical fire.

When eggs are nearly ready (they must still be moist, stir often!) throw on the cheese. Give it a minute, and scoop the whole cheesy, steamy mess onto your waiting English muffin halves. Eat with hands and fork until gone. NOM. Amazing what you can create when there's nothing but scraps in the fridge and you're starving to death :)

Today, for no good reason, I miss him.

My life just got a whole lot:
a) stranger
b) more complicated
c) more fun
d) all of the above

I am deeply, deeply intrigued to see what happens. But I will say this; I feel a hell of a lot better :)

How can you say that your truth is better than ours?
Shoulder to shoulder, now brother, we carry no arms
The blind man sleeps in the doorway, his home
If only I had an enemy bigger than my apathy I could have won

But I gave you all

Close my eyes for a while
Force from the world a patient smile

But I gave you all

Can you lie next to her
And give her your heart, your heart
As well as your body
And can you lie next to her
And confess your love, your love
As well as your folly
And can you kneel before the king
And say I’m clean, I’m clean

But tell me now, where was my fault
In loving you with my whole heart
Oh tell me now, where was my fault
In loving you with my whole heart

A white blank page
and a swelling rage, rage
You did not think
when you sent me
to the brink, to the brink
You desired my attention
but denied my affections, my affections

So tell me now, where was my fault
In loving you with my whole heart
Oh tell me now, where was my fault
In loving you with my whole heart

Aah, aah...
Lead me to the truth and I
will follow you with my whole lie
Lead me to the truth and I
will follow you with my whole lie
Aah, aah...