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cimorenethe cats are in the process of killing a really beautiful butterfly. i just found a shred of its wing on the back of the couch. and i was trying to carry it outside, but my catching mission went awry and it flew down behind the radiator and now it will be dead when i come back here this afternoon.
this seems like some kind of depressing symbol for something.
its wings are sort of iridescent burnt orange, somewhat darker than a monarch's, with black on the edges.
wax has more time for making icons than i do and she does it faster, because my weird ocd tendencies suck me into this vortex of photoshop from which i cannot emerge for like three days, and then i come out vague and blinking without having eaten in between. but when i see other people's new icons, especially hers, i get anxious, with this horrible compulsion to go make them myself. resist! i tell myself. but i am weak. i've made about four or five recently, which represent probably ten hours of the last week. (you see i am exercising restraint.)
why is the poli sci department housed in the computer sciences building? ("it's like the university was organised by a small child, or one of those absent-minded professors whose houses are covered in crap," i ranted at wax. "no, see," she said, "it's because it's grown organically." oh, for spain.*)
* from some stand-up comedy routine my dad likes. the comedian's elementary school teacher told her columbus discovered america, and she said, "but i thought there were already people there." and her teacher said condescendingly, "no, he discovered it for spain." "ohhhhhhh," said the comedian, "for spain."
this seems like some kind of depressing symbol for something.
its wings are sort of iridescent burnt orange, somewhat darker than a monarch's, with black on the edges.
wax has more time for making icons than i do and she does it faster, because my weird ocd tendencies suck me into this vortex of photoshop from which i cannot emerge for like three days, and then i come out vague and blinking without having eaten in between. but when i see other people's new icons, especially hers, i get anxious, with this horrible compulsion to go make them myself. resist! i tell myself. but i am weak. i've made about four or five recently, which represent probably ten hours of the last week. (you see i am exercising restraint.)
why is the poli sci department housed in the computer sciences building? ("it's like the university was organised by a small child, or one of those absent-minded professors whose houses are covered in crap," i ranted at wax. "no, see," she said, "it's because it's grown organically." oh, for spain.*)
* from some stand-up comedy routine my dad likes. the comedian's elementary school teacher told her columbus discovered america, and she said, "but i thought there were already people there." and her teacher said condescendingly, "no, he discovered it for spain." "ohhhhhhh," said the comedian, "for spain."
