A List: pertaining to tactics of avoidance

Another week another list, or so it seams. This time it was all about avoiding studying for A&P. After all it takes a lot of work to fail, but still not as much as is would take to pass. With captions.

• Work on making flash cards so I could study, but not really
• open windows to hear the birds
• change song playing on iPod. I have a strict rule against playing Christmas music out of season
• check e-mail it had be almost 30 mins. sense the last time I checked
• laundry which I did myself, thank you very much, but did study flash cards at the same time
• clean, OK it was more like hide all of the paraphernalia and try to clear a path from the door to the table because my dad was bringing Chinese food from Chopsticks. WOOHOOO!!!
• Put on fencing stuff for photo shot still not sure why pictures were taken, I only wanted advice if I should send the pants back or not
• change back into normal clothes which ironically I have less of then all of my other types of clothes
• Check email. Again 30 min. rule
• make more flash cards and finished them, for the most part at least
• Change song on iPod. I really did think that I got all of the Christmas stuff off awhile ago
• improv dance break
• check Facebook
• Google umbrellas. Mine just went inside out (no good) and I always have wanted one just like Mary Poppins, it is somewhat of a quest
• sort beads by colors in preparation for next project but soon give up when I start to miss Jake (who would have made this impossible) and relies that a 1500 bag of fun would take even more time then I was willing to blow
• check craft blogs/boards for ideas and the meaning of the universe
• go get float from Dairy Queen they are the only place with the good root beer
• get back on computer with every intention to write my modern reflection paper
• write blog self explanatory
• edit blog six time trying to catch all of my mistakes
• Think, about if I want to take a shower or just go to bed and how "Q" got ripped off in the letter game. It is hardly ever used and always has "q" hanging around and taking all of its thunder.

A List

So many things I needed to do this weekend, so I made a list, with captions... 

• Sew elastics on ballet shoes
• dishes
• finish handbag that I am making 
• check to car for food and hope that I left it somewhere besides in my car
• laundry
  
• trash the front door is hardly a barrier of protection
• letter addressed to all parties involved in the writers strike thanking them for ending it, but warning them that if they dare do something that puts the complete spring series in jeopardy again, I might be forced to go on a hunger strike to hasten their negotiation process
• dishtowel for swap
  
• buy- black shirt, transfer pen, tracing paper, and groceries for stuff
• study A&P so I don't fail

Prize goes to whoever can guess what I actually managed to get done...

Floating needwork

Here are a few projects that are in various states of completed that are floating around my apartment.

Work on a pillowcase

More of the pillowcase...

and this makes three.

My crochet case that I crocheted and felted

A counted cross stitch butterfly

Paradox of Platonic Degree

Do you ever find  doing something that normally was out of character, only to realize that it now is in you character? It is a paradox of Platonic degree that wasn't even in your spectrum of possibilities, and now all of a sudden it is.  It's frightening when something like this happens, even when the action is really mundane.  It make you question every action that you do, every action that makes you the person that is a part of your self identity.   You wonder if this action is just a phase that needs to be explored until it gets released onto the COSMOS, or if this is just the beginning of a whole new different identity.  That is the really scary part of this paradox.

Will you like this new person or do you even have conscious control of this new person you are to become?

I still hate Valentine's Day, but...

Never have liked it.  What can a person  say about a holiday that is ruled by Hallmark?  Most of the time I skip out of school or any other social obligations and hibernate in solitude just wishing that the day would end (drugs always are a key player.)  But I do like to craft, even more so to overrule my distain for Valentine's Day.  So without giving away any of my secrets (for world domination, hahahaha) the end product will be seen soon enough.

Just kidding about the world domination part I'm still not feeling too well.

... or am I?