Thursday, July 11, 2002
An Act Of Prevention
I am hereby announcing that I will not BUY, BARTER FOR, or STEAL another book, magazine, or other piece of reading material until I have USED ONE UP/READ ONE.
Period.
(zines will be added to this list after this weekend's plans to go to the zine symposium. Due to the nature of the plans made surrounding this event, and the fact that the event is only one weekend per year, it's being held in exemption until after said event, at which point, zines become part of the moratorium.)
Also added to this moratorium is any art supply or tool which I have not already consumed. (Glue, for instance, if I run out, or paper for the insides of books if I've used all the existing supply, that kind of thing.) Not included in this consumption exemption are things like gel pens, which I have a seemingly insane supply of, and using one or two (or ten) up might be a good thing. This moratorium also includes blank journals, which are now effectively coming out of my ears, and anything purchased for the eventuality of being included in the business.
The individual (me) will be ditching unnecessary supplies, as well as going through all those magazines saved "someday, for collage", and will actually ASSEMBLE some of the projects in which she's been investing a fair amount of brainpower, instead of just THINKING about them. (Art in your HEAD doesn't COUNT.)
She will answer both email and posts, as well as write all those damn letters she's been meaning to since, oh, say, JANUARY or so. And she will fulfill all commitments that she can still remember. (Her memory is a vast, scary place, and sometimes things get lost or eaten by the monster under the bed. If she owes you anything, please remind her gently without nagging. These things must be coaxed from the jaws of the memory-eater, not pulled on like a tug of war.)
Thank you for witnessing this Prevention of Perdition Act.
----elizabeth
Posted by beth @ 11:29 AM PST [Link]
Wednesday, July 10, 2002
So it's sick and it's petty and I know it's because I'm hot and tired and whiney and bitchy and dealing with a friggin' yeast infection on the hottest damn day of the year, but I'm vaguely pissed off that a certain boyfriend of mine would run off and play in a boat with his ex girlfriend while I sit here and swelter and tell him I miss him.
I have no problem with the ex thing. I like his ex, in fact. But the whiny, petty, insecure side of me thinks that she's got enough men of her own, she can just be leaving mine -alone-, thankyouverymuch.
Told you. It's sick and petty and catty and totally brought on by the brainboil of heatstroke.
I'm going to go be grumpy elsewhere now.
----e
who is not normally
jealous -or- insecure,
but today seems to be
b o t h. Ugh.
Posted by beth @ 06:50 PM PST [Link]
