did what needed to be did

I signed up for an unsubsidized student loan. Just a small one. I think. I followed all the steps till there were no steps left. Now I just have to wait and see. It took some time in doing so, nearly two hours of clicking through and putting in information over and over. In some ways I like doing things on paper because then you know it all went through and you have it all done. I like the confirmation that comes from talking to another person.

Dad woke me up with a call, I think I was a little less grumpy this time. I had to end it when the kitty came out with poo on her cone.

About 3/4 done with my painting. It is so much fun to be productive. I just have to have an idea and the time to sit (and the material to entertain me). Finished season one of Deadwood, and now am about halfway through season two (they are short seasons). They introduce a lot of characters that you know are going to meet a bad end. I love the progression that happened between the two seasons, but I am saddened that I didn't get to see more of Alma and Seth's relationship. Well, I have a season and a half left so maybe it starts up again. Anyway, yeah the painting. Really simple, it is more of a shot of the specifics of two characters so I can return to it later for reference. Some parts are looking a little over worked, I just need to sleep on it and return to it tomorrow. I've very pleased with the skin coloring, it is hard for me to do that type of thing from scratch.

So today has been good. I did some important stuff that needed doing and I worked on art. Hurray!

Holly Update!



We took her collar off so that she could run and play a little easier. With the collar she sort of leaps along and has poor coordination. She was beyond enthusiastic. She ran in circles and around the couch and after Ibanez and after her crab toy and up on the couch and around the mirror. Oohh, a little bundle of energy that kitten. She prances and dances and frolics and hops and twists and twirls. One time we rolled a little ball of paper and she pounced and flipped face forward right over onto her back. Ibanez loomed on the table above her the whole time.



Holly gave herself a good clean and I took my eyes off her and by the door, and slightly behind a corner, was Ibanez peeking at her. He stood perfectly still and mostly out of our eye line. Little peeper!

exchange this!

I went to Buffalo Exchange with two bags of clothes. I have a lot of excess and I know I won't really miss it. There were a couple hipster people with lots of clothes in front of me so I set my stuff down and browsed through the jacket. I saw one that, if I got store credit I was totally going to buy. The people working the sell/trade counter were jabbering over generic "in" clothes. One of the sellers had the most heinous pair of "pants" I have ever seen; they were like an ankle length skirt with the bottom sewn together and two little holes were cut on each side for the feet to poke through. It was some weird piece of leg wear with all the thigh airing out that a skirt provides, but none of the embarrassment from a sudden gust of wind. I kind of wanted to confront her about the pants. Just, uhg.

Anyway, it came my turn and the lady behind the counter rifled through my stuff. She went through one bag really quickly and said there was nothing worth buying in there and went through the other and said the same. She only really looked at the pants and barely batted an overly hipster eye at the shirts. That really annoyed me because the people were combing carefully through all the clothes that "hip" people game them. I guess my boot cut jeans and Hawaiian shirt didn't present enough "cred". The clothes I brought in were pronounced way out of fashion and I could either have them back or they would put them in the "donate to charity" bin. I was going to take what didn't sell to Goodwill anyway, and charity is a better option so I went with that.

Two bags, not a single buck made from the lot of it. But they weren't my real clothes, the stuff I do wear I wouldn't sell because, well 1) I wear it and 2) it is too good for the likes of them.

But that experience irked me for the rest of the day. Those pants! No money! Fashionable people who are just all the same!

Only Deadwood, Strangers with Candy, and Project Runway could cure what ailed me. And an egg salad sandwich. And a kitten. And Lindsay and I painting our knees to look like bumblebees because Lindsay's friend Kurt is having knee surgery and we sent him a picture with the tag line "we think your knees are the bees." Yeah, the bees were fun.

I'm up late drawing. DRAWING! It's a miracle!

Holly Update:



Holly looks sort of like a Holly to me, but she also looks like a Powers Boothe. If she were my kitty, I'd probably have named her that. Holly Golightly is also good, but with her feisty demeanour and urge to rampage Ibanez's room, a heavier nickname is also in order. Little PB, Boothey Poo, the Powers that be.



With help from Lindsay, the medicine is getting into her a lot easier. She and Ibanez and getting to be closer and closer. I think they were within 6 inches of each other with no hissing or swearing.

little sassafras

I met up with Michael at the Portland Art Museum. We were only there about an hour as they closed at 5. We checked out the print show downstairs mostly. They had a Rembrandt, several Baskin's, and a Goya. Pretty snazzy. It is nice seeing all the techniques I learned within the work, and it left me a little envious that I could not do a fraction as well. Afterwards we wandered around downtown and sat at Pioneer place a little. In the shade it was a little chilly, but wandering around it was perfect.

I think that tomorrow I will go down to Buffalo Exchange and try and sell some of my old clothes. Make some pennies.

Really liking Deadwood, now that all the characters are established. I sort of want a kitten, just that I could name it Powers Boothe.

Holly Update:



That little kitten is still chasing Ibanez. He is going to smack her one of these days.

This morning was nice. We shared my pillow. She was as snug and as quiet as could be. Really nice. I think she has adjusted to the new living situation pretty well, if only there wasn't that darn other cat.

Her stitches seem to be healing fine. They look a little scabby but I am sure that is normal. Celia called me the next day after I called her to check in on the kittens health.

I bought Ibanez some tuna to make up for the trespasses of the little cone head.

glare down

Finally got some sleep, all though in parts. Dad woke me up with a call. I was a little disjointed so I hope I didn't come off as rude.

I met up with Jen for lunch(but due to both of us sleeping in, it was more of a breakfast). I had fish & chips, she had breaded chicken. I walked there instead of taking my bike. Along the way I went by an old man with an oxygen tank smoking. I got a little lost but we both arrived at the same time.

Jen actually didn't get the job yet, the interview was today. I think it went well. Jen is very charismatic and nice. She talked about how in California most of the retail and store jobs are youngsters and it is really easy to find a job while in Portland those jobs are people making it their part time career, hogging it from all the college students.

She had to go to Tender Loving Empire to drop off her bowling pin for a show there. She is also good at getting into and being a part of shows. I should try to be more like Jen. The shop was nice, lots of local hand printed things. There were free clothes outside but were all far too big for me.

After we killed time in the coffee shop at Borders. We read zines and magazines and talked under our breath about the weird couple nuzzling and making out nearby. They were a strange pair. They read a huge pile of comics but didn't buy a single one.

I hopped on the max and she went to the interview.

Holly Update:



So Ibanez and Holly are slowly getting closer and closer. They had stare downs in Lindsay's room but no attacks. They even laid on the bed together, but not so peacefully. The second attempt at laying together was whens he jumped on the bed again, but in front of him. He hissed at her and she backed up till she slid back off the bed.



Holly was running in mad circles for a minute. Lindsay gave her a stuffed crab to play with. She picks it up in her mouth and flings it about or tries to pick it up with her paws and bring it to her mouth, forgetting about the collar. She forgets about the collar a lot.

She is taking her medicine a little better, but that is only because I wrap her up in a towel (as per Lindsay's suggestion). Make a little kitty burrito.

pink liquid down the gob

Exchanged out a pile of things at the library, as per my Monday schedule. I now have two seasons of Deadwood (they are short seasons), Dogville, Strangers with Candy(the complete series), an illustration book, a packaging design book, and a nature inspired art book. Big big haul and it filled up one of my baskets. Craig was in the library and we talked a little about kittens and summers.

Jen got a job. So I guess it can be done, I just have to apply myself a lot better.

Lindsay came back from her weekend in the woods. She was profusely dirty but it looked like she had fun. Her hands are rubbed a little raw from doing the light show. Ibanez was glad to see her.

I am so exhausted, far more than any reasonable person should be during summer.

Deadwood is interesting thus far. Nice scenery and gruff characters saying oodles of bad words.

Holly Update:



Yeah so I woke up at around 6 am. Noisy kitten. I couldn't get back to sleep so I took a shower and ate some breakfast and called the clinic about getting an appointment. The first time I was put on hold and then disconnected, the second time I got through and they were very kind and made an appointment for me at 9. The clinic is on 14th Avenue, a staggering 2 blocks from where I live.

They were very quick to see me. They asked if it was about taking out her stitches and I said, "She took them out herself." They whisked the tiny black and white into the other room and I had read barely a page when the Vet came in and told me they cleaned the area, it was just the outer stitches (she has three levels of them), they put staples in that will have to be out in 10-14 days, I had to dab the area with a warm wash cloth, and I have to give her antibiotics twice a day.

The first antibiotics went okay. It is a liquid so I don't have to force a pill into her. She darted off and frolicked quite happily. Lindsay helped with the second dose. It didn't go quite as well.

Holly sort of goes after Ibanez. She sort of lunged at him and he fled into his room. I try to find time to cuddle Ibanez as well.

I hope she has settled down a little and I can get a good nights sleep. My faithful readers know that I certainly am keen on partying till midnight and later, so the thought of me desiring to be in bed at a quarter past ten must be outrageous.

poor little badness

I read Karen and Adam some David Sedaris right before bed. He made some supper which I had a small bite of (I have been eating all day). I read Six to Eight Black Men and 21 Down. Karen is almost done with Me Talk Pretty Some Day. She has one story left. I remember going through it quick as well. It is so rereadable. I also grabbed my discounted clothes from her. I owe her $54 dollars for a new pair of jeans, a pair of shorts, and a great sweater. I think it would have been near to $70 without(I wouldn't have gone shopping if that had been the case). Friends with discounts rock! She has other fine qualities as well.

eXistenZ is a silly silly movie. Jude Law is so young and sort of cheesy in it. The twists were a little expected but that might mostly be because there have been so many twist movies in the past decade.

Most of the day was taking it easy and staying inside because...

Holly Update:

...not two minutes after my last post about Holly being fine, she bit out her stitches! She wiggled out of her collar when my back was turned and when I got to her they were gone. I messaged Chelsey about it. There was a brief panic followed by looking closer at her and figuring that it wasn't so bad. She had the stitches for a while, she wasn't really bleeding or in immense pain. It could wait till Monday when I could take the kitty to her vet and get them checked out/re done. Just to be sure I called the cat expert.

Celia was very reassuring about how Holly would be fine. As Chelsey said, she isn't the first kitten to bite out her stitches.



I slept on the floor so that she wouldn't be too noisy in her cage because I was out of sight(I didn't want her running about with freshly removed stitches). I slept like that from 2 to 5, when she was making lots of noise. I let her out in case she needed to use the bathroom. From 5 to 7 I was awake looking at her and keeping her company. Eventually I got to sleep again for a few more hours. From 10:30 to 12:30 we slept together. She was a nice sleeping companion. All in all, it wasn't that great of a sleep. Most of the day was spent with her napping on my bed and me on youtube watching my guilty pleasure(I can't even write it in here I feel so bad about it). I finished Creature Comforts season 1 as well.

Holly seems fine. She drank from the faucet and it was really cute. Her wound doesn't look too bad. Thankfully it was in good enough shape to wait the day out. She has a lot of energy and seems to be doing fine. Ibanez still hates her.