oh the sadness

Lukewarm cups of tea break my heart.

Why school is out for President's Day and not for Veteran's Day

"Veterans don't run the country Kelly."
-kato

yes!

I read once that one of the steps that can be taken in order to become an artist is writing YES! on a bunch of sticky notes and posting them all over your living space. Well, that is my mission for today because the word of the day is an enthusiastic "yes". Life is a wonderful thing and the trials that stress my out and get me down really help me see that. Today i finished the week from hell. I have never felt so behind (well, that isn't true), but anyhow, it was terrible. I wasn't sleeping, breathing or loving. However, today was the end, and I feel like I have been hidden in a cave for months and just now the beauty of life has been revealed to me once again. it rocks. I have spent the afternoon listening to music and editing this climbing video at work. I don't think I really appreciate the greatness that is an on campus job. I just have fun learning about photoshop and final cut pro at one job and I really don't do anything at my other job. I get paid to sit around and do my homework in the science building. It is as though the school is paying me to study. The best part is that I have a bunch more hours this semester, and I am rolling in the cash, without even realizing it. Tony is going to invest all of my money so I stop buying things online. Like valentines cards, silly shirts, and headphones.

wow, talk about tangents.

sometimes i think my brain moves too fast for my own good.

here is a picture of my silly wet dog and here is a link to my whitman gallery (and tony's and lebn's) at whitties.com

Why I Stare at You

Tell me why you stare.
I took a deep breath.
The first time I saw you, my heart fell. The second time I saw you, my heart fell. The third time fourth time fifth time and every time since, my heart has fallen.
I stared at her.
You are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen. Your hair, your eyes, your lips, your body that you haven't grown into, the way you walk, smile, laugh, the way your cheeks drop when you're mad or upset, the way you drag your feet when you're tired. Every single thing about you is beautiful.
I stared at her.
When I see you the World stops. It stops and all that exists for me is you and my eyes staring at you. There's nothing else. No noise, no other people, no thoughts or worries, no yesterday, no tomorrow. The World just stops, and it is a beautiful place, and there is only you. Just you, and my eyes staring at you.
I stared.
When you're gone, the World starts again, and I don't like it as much. I can live in it, but I don't like it. I just walk around in it and wait to see you again and wait for it to stop again. I love it when it stops. It's the best fucking thing I've ever known or ever felt, the best thing, and that, beautiful Girl, is why I stare at you.

-James Frey, A Million Little Pieces

ode to climbing and tony as a role model for my life in general

Climbing is a great thing.
i love bouldering.
think it will become my new "thing" that i am obsessed with, similar to the crafty madness that you all saw last month.
yeah.

also, tony is a good guy overall. sometimes he is an asshole, but i think it is just his style, and if you except it for what it is worth, then you will be happy too. playing is more important than work. i just wish that i didn't feel so much pressure to think the opposite. maybe someday i will learn the "tony way"...

hey, YOU. comment on my blog.
thanks
kelly