So, the second day of February, I am posting my second project of the month... For more information on the 28 days of DO SOMETHING CREATIVE EVERYDAY CHALLENGE, visit my friend Linzi's blog at http://www.lindsayostrom.blogspot.com/ ... Huzzah!
So, this is kind of my first ever paper project, so be nice. Thank you Linzi for the chip board!!!
Finished Project 6 for the year, and 1 of 28 for the month of February. I kind of revamped my new hoodie. It was black with an ugly gray thermal lining...
I read about this on craftster a couple of years ago, at the end of every year, I think, "Wow, I'm sure I did over 100 projects this year, I should keep track..." So I will now post all the projects I've finished in the first 23 days of the year. Look back for updated posts!!!
The deer heads... My slouchy hat, I haven't stopped wearing it since I took it off the needles... Love! I fixed up this little table that had been badly damaged by the weather... Oh, the angst!!!
Today's song is brought to you by The Brian Jonestown Massacre. (Paid for by the committee to keep music evil).
Hello. it's a new year. Fucking huzzah. I've barely even knitted this year so far... They say that the way you spend your new year is supposed to foreshadow the year ahead... If that's true then i can only assume that this year will be a good one. I spent it with my the people that i care about more than anything. This year will be a good one, full of new and amazing inventions... And adventure. I love you guys. You are all so dear to me, and I'm so happy to have you. One day we will all be happy, i promise?... Fucking fuck this. am I dying?
Today's song is brought to you by the one and only amazingly wonderful, The Cure...
What is it about me that people find so comforting, maybe they think I'm as sad as them, and so they are drawn to me, and all that comes along, I've died before, and I don't regret it, I'm glad to be born again, and the people around me that are depressed, dead, lonely, hurting, it seems too much. If I can help, that's enough to make me happy, but all too often it seems as if people just want/expect me to be jaded enough to give them permission or something. I don't want anyone to die. I want everyone to be happy. I may not have happiness built into me, but i would never wish that on another. i lack that, but i'm not a fucking robot. i'm hurt, too, and i do not want this. i have ears, and they are open, but when we're past that, i don't understand what's left. trust me, it hurts. Please be okay, i am love, and you should be too.