Archive for September 2011

the ring i want!

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but alas, there again is the money debate. : ( be mine soon, please!

HAIR CUT?!?!?!?!?! :O :O

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UNDERCUT UNDERCUT UNDERCUT.

It has been a good two or so years since I have felt the brilliance of having my hair weigh down but one side of my head. I am kind of rocking on my toes, debating whether or should get it done again tomorrow... I'm so 50/50 right now! I mean, it's cold and... But I loved having it shaved! I was thinking about doing this alllllllll summer, but I wasn't sure. Now is sort of kind of the time for me to decide! Ack!

The lovely ladies below sort of help out in convincing me too, haha:









ONE problem though is growing the stuff out! It's so damn tedious and annoying and not so great for someone with self-proclaimed OCD. Here is what I looked like when I was trying to grow it out and I didn't hide the shaven side:


Weird stubbly growth... My face kind of shows my wide-eyed discontent, haha. I'm thinking that I might keep on re-shaving it though? Another dilemma is that I'm wondering how long I can do that before I get caught by my: 1) mom (ha, lame,) and 2) work/school/volunteering/professional anything. Bah. Ponder ponder. Will be thinking all night tonight, for sure. We shall see!

jen

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edit: I DIDN'T GET IT SHAVED :( Mostly because I didn't want to go out into the raging mother earth storm today. Even though I actually did, just to get bubble tea. Which doesn't even make sense because I'm sick. WOW.

"it's time now, to take a step back and think, friend."

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head shaving urges again.

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did you know that five dollars could get you a tall pumpkin spice latte from starbucks, but that you could also use that five bucks to get the side of your head shaved? yeah. random factoid for yous.

kimiko yoshida .

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ridonculous self-portraits by kimiko yoshida:


Nuts. NUTS. More here: brilliance!!

things .

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Like a mentioned earlier, I was going through photos so I could pick out ones to edit. Whilst going through the tedious memory lane that was 2000+ pictures, (some of them repeating and needing deletion D=,) I found a couple of things that (re)sparked my interests.

I had almost forgotten about my milk tea addition from my last year of high school. I might have to get some before work tomorrow. Sigh. All of the cartons displayed above are only half of the empty containers I had in my locker.
My breakfasts about three months ago
My breakfasts are now much smaller for some odd reason. Because all this is relevant, of course.
I should've stuck around at home and studied that day -_-
More Yan Yan. I love "Mouse -- do not be timid." Story of my life.
A snapshot of my pieces at the ArtQuake gallery this July. :)
... And this one, I have no idea what to do with. It's just hanging out in my basement :/
Backyard BBQ. Gonna miss having these. The fam had one yesterday while I was at work? Super sad face. :(

You know when you're crying but the tears in your eyes only blur half of what you're seeing? Dad captured that perfectly.
More of my Dads weird photography. I love this one.
Dad being Dad again. Love it.
And the best, IMO, of his experimental series thus far. I'm jealous.
Now I can finally delete these off my flashdrive now that I have everything documented. OCD Jenny is happy.

NOW SLEEP and then work and then packing for N.Van and school and money and student loans and long commutes and art and music and love and dance and family and friends and... Yeah, I need to go to sleep before I accidentally set something on fire without knowing. 

- j

ps: after some reflection, i have hereby concluded that Othello < Hamlet. sorry Trent, hahaha

good noon .

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park jaunts, debatable captions, late morning doodles minus the paper. obsessed.

OF COURSE OF COURSE OF COURSE

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I HATE THE WORDS "SOLD" AND "OUT" TOGETHER. BAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH going to go cry in the corner now.

alchy

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i don't drink. i don't care if you drink or the guy next to you drinks. obviously, like anyone else, i'll care if you're going to be a prick and ram someone over with your car.

although, one of numerous reasons why i don't drink is the puking part. sure, okay, puking doesn't happen with good preparation to drinking or whatever, but i think these statues will remind you of how enjoyable puking is.

so i'm not even really sure if i'm talking more about puke or more about alchy. shrug. ONWARDS.

here are the rock fountain sculptures that i found today on my attempts to preoccupy myself as the caffeine disappears from my system:

The normal puking expression. You open your mouth, and "blaahhhuygeh."
VIOLENT EXPLOSION EVERYWHERE PUKE. You'll need a whole roll of Bounty for thisssss oneeee
The kind of puking where you forget you're puking and you're only thinking about the agony and how life, at that moment, is a downright bitch and did NOTHING good for you
The "please have mercy" puke where it's just sort of leaking through your mouth and you would do anything, even sell your firstborn child, to make it all stop.

Ta-da! Why I don't drink. My kidneys are already kicking me in the ass-- I don't need it from my liver too.

You've probably already noticed that these guys are actually all about weather (puaha,) but regardless, they helped prove my point to... myself LOL.

Good night-- er, morning! :/

- j