hot and cheesy

We'll see how this fun experiment works.

attack of the photoshop novice

Last week I discovered this great source for free photoshop brushes.  This week I had fun playing with them and made some silly signs for work.

I used peacock feather brushes by nineveh and Japanese Foliage  by Design Fruit.

Yes, they are all pretty simple... but they make me excited to get a hold of more images to manipulate in photoshop as well as to really learn how to use illustrator.

And in other sign news: writing for someone else is one of the hardest things to do.  By writing for someone else I mean being handed someone else's idea and having to turn it into words that make sense and fit the allotted space.  It's hard enough to put my own ideas into words.  I must say that having my copy approved and praised has given me the greatest sense of satisfaction I've experienced in a while... even if it was just for a silly sign.

Lazy Sunday

It's always a treat to see how the cats nestle themselves in the strewn mess that is our feather comforter.  I could use this picture as an excuse for never making the bed.  But the fact that opportunities for pictures like this exist points to the fact that the batteries in my camera have been dead for three months and I, having done nothing to remedy that situation, am reduced to using my crappy phone camera to record the moments of my life.  All this picture is really proof of is that I'm lazy, but not too lazy not to half assedly photo shop the mess surrounding the bed out of the picture.  I guess there is only one thing left for me to do; get an iPhone.

titles are bullshit

I am so pissed off today.

Over the past six months i've experienced several episodes of moodiness that turned out to be episodes of PMS.  As I linked my mood to my cycle the PMS related irritability decreased because I could tell myself that it was all hormones and would subside in a few days.

This, though, is not PMS.

I don't know what has set this off but it's like there is a grouchy tornado spinning inside my chest screaming to be set free but refusing to leave when I try and let it go.

Maybe it's because I but my tung which now feels like it's twice its normal size.  The pain has actually effected my speech and ability to swallow.  I've noticed that i've been clenching my teeth to avoid an unpleasant run-in between the two.

Clenching your teeth can't be good for your mood.

What ever.  People just better stop answering "it's spelled just how it sounds" when asked to spell their name.  Because you know what sound my brain makes when it thinks of your name?  G-O-F-U-C-K-Y-O-U-R-S-E-L-F

...oh ha ha blogger, sending me an error report is so funny right now.  

I know I'm being sarcastic, but I'm really not in the mood for irony right now.