Laughing At Myself In An Empty Room
…while I'm making things…
I admit that I sometimes try to take the easy route. I saw a sweater online that looked super cute and I was like, well...it doesn't cost much. I'll just buy it. The reality, though, is that the garment never ends up looking like the picture or being what I actually want. This happened to… Continue reading I Can Make That
It's been a hard couple of years, guys. We lost my mom at the end of '21, and along with her I lost a piece of myself that I am working to heal. At least I know I have the things she taught me, so in that way she will always be with me. My… Continue reading Back To It
I'm ringing in the new year alone in my room knitting and binge-watching Stargate: SG1, and drinking bad coffee. It tastes oddly nostalgic. Usually I balk at the very implication of bad coffee, but somehow -- my cup nearing depletion -- I want more. Perhaps it is a desire for a connection to something outside… Continue reading Ringing in the new year with bad coffee
I subscribe to Dictionary.com's Word of the Day emails. Today I read an article that briefly examined the lyrics of Childish Gambino's "This is America" (Last Month in Pop Language: “This Is America” And Other May #1’s). The author Molly Rosen Marriner mentioned that it is difficult to understand the nuanced intentions of the song lyrics… Continue reading Visual Culture: What does our reliance on the visual mean?
I stumbled into a used bookstore yesterday with 75% off signs in the windows and for a moment just stared at the sheer number of books this man had to sell before the end of the month. Why by the end of the month? The shop is closing. Going out of business. It was the… Continue reading Bookshops and…Bargains?
I bake things late at night... It's a habit that college has perfected for me. Baking is the best way to ignore homework, I've discovered. You not only get the chance to forget that you have ten assignments due, but you get food out of the deal. Win-win. Yet...I'm always nervous when I'm making something… Continue reading Things That Get Baked In the Night
Being human is an art, am I right? We're all out here trying to 'make a life', but if you're like me, life is something of what I would call one long, awkward situation. Occasionally, we get lucky, or, if you believe it, fate intervenes. But I've discovered that life doesn't have to be big… Continue reading The Art of Being Human
Laughing At Myself In An Empty Room 