Strong genetics

Love will tear us apart
again.

This week has knocked my dick in the dirt, my lovelies.
Top Five Positive Things In Cait's Life

1. I am employed.
   
2. I am alive (sign of the times that this is secondary to employment and means of income? Or Freudian slip? But I digress ...)
   
3. I have both my parents (knock wood)
   
4. I can draw and I can paint to maintain sanity, and when all else fails
5. there is always sushi and beer.
   

-cait
P.S. Just tried Sierra Nevada's Kellerweis Hefeweizen.
... Not sure how to feel about it.

Recession Proof Decompression Exercises

Recession proof decompression exercises as compiled by yours truly.

1. Indulge the hell out of the small things. These include simple things such as: people watching, making coffee at home, enjoying the spaces of time when the sun is actually shining.
2. Creating small projects for each day. Even if it's getting your car serviced on your days off, doing laundry or organizing your damned movies and your crowded bookshelves.
   
3. Music multiplied by ∞
4. Read. Constantly.
   

And on that note,

Basically my favorite song consistently since July.

(I have lived through this I have lived through worse)
all my lovin'
c.i.

Momentary lapse of judgment and privacy

1. Although I consider myself an open person, I'm finding my boundaries as far as respecting others' privacy, and my own. If I let loose all the little dirty secrets of the shitstorm I've been faring for the past 18 months, I would suddenly lose quite a bit of self-respect and quite possibly friends.
   
2. I still am filled with immense joy when someone I grew up with doesn't recognize me whatsoever when we bump into each other in a public place.
   
3. This weekend brings the last weekend of the Northern California Renaissance Faire, and with it sadness and some glee. I've missed out on some events around the Bay Area that I know I will be kicking myself for (i.e. Hoodstock '09, XY Scatter playing at the Blue Macaw after a year hiatus, the hip-hop show at The Stork Club Saturday night, Alternative Press Expo '09, and even GOGOL BORDELLO PLAYING AT THE FOX THEATER IN OAKLAND), but for the ... experience of the Ren Faire (basis for LARP, Confidential) and the very gracious, gorgeous, generous and thoroughly AMAZING people I have met through Nativearth, Schulps Pottery and good ol' Patrick Morris & archery, I wouldn't trade it for damn near anything.
4. Finally, I sadly have not made the deadline for Alternative Press Expo this year (Matthew Silady had offered to sell my comics at his two booths, which you should fucking check out anyway!!) BUT I will have material available online AND I'm working towards WonderCon '10. If there are any painters, artists, vagabonds that would like to work a table with me, please email me.
   
5. I got called a dumb grownup for the first time this week by a little girl I was trying to comfort. She was getting a flu shot (made a deal with my mother that if I went and got tattoos, I wouldn't complain about vaccinations or shots) and I was trying to tell her it would be okay, and she told me to shut up, that I was just another dumb grownup. I was deeply insulted.
   

And now for something completely different; pretending like I'll be going to do homework and not be a vandal.

Cinq

1. Not having a cell phone has been very quiet, and actually very liberating. Also, however, really inconvenient for trying to arrange to meet people
2. The phrase "flaccid earhole" somehow best describes this week.
3. Sadly two goals I have for when I am actually employed will be to go see my brother and his fiancé Melissa and my soon-to-be niece via train. The second is to buy a proper corset just for the hell of it.
   
4. "You gave up something and got something else. Or you worked for something. You paid some way for everything that was any good. I paid my way into enough things that I liked, so that I had a good time. Either you paid by learning about them, or by experience, or by taking chances, or by money. Enjoying living was learning to get your money's worth and knowing when you had it. You could get your money's worth. The world was a good place to in. It seemed like a fine philosophy ... Perhaps that wasn't true, though. Perhaps as you went along you did learn something. I did not care what it was all about. All I wanted to know was how to live in it. Maybe if you found out how to live in it you learned from that what it was all about" Hemingway (152).
   
5. I have watched Triplets of Belleville probably fifteen times this week alone, and I have yet to get tired of it. It's beautiful.
   

私は彼を欠場

1. I would defend my honor if I knew where it was.
   
2. America defends the right to free speech, apparently alcohol just makes it that much more possible.
3. Tomer Hanuka is teh sex. See giant watery-tart.
   
4. Gentlemen, BEHOLD!! I need to move the fuck out of my parent's house. See list items 1 & 2.
5. Falling for someone is like quicksand; easy to get yourself into, but it really fucking sucks you in the more you try to get out.
   

Inspired by Morna

5 Things:
1. There is one person I was convinced was crazy. Apparently he thinks the same about me.
2. I'm getting worse at keeping in touch with people and telling them what's going on. I used to have the opposite problem.
3. Just found out that "brain" in the urban dictionary means a blowjob. So me saying "I can't brain today" was just made five times funnier.
4. Whale of mass destruction
5. It's all too tempting to stay home tomorrow and just draw. And I know I can't.