you kiss like a rock

8:25pm: foolish suckaa
i went to the most magnificent shop today before my wisdom teeth extraction. it was piled high with so many wonderful things. i was in a sensory overload. the shop is called "paris to the moon." and it has the most exquisite selection of treasures both vintage and reproduction and everything from bakers twine by the yard to vintage imported garden gnomes to miniature l'arc de triomphs covered in formica glitter! i bought three graduated sized vintage red paper honeycomb party balls to hang in the corner of my living room, a glass painted frog christmas tree light cover ornament, miniature holly boughs to place atop christmas packages, and two different types of paper gift tags for christmas presents. honestly, amazing. the display work is phenomenal.

my wisdom teeth extraction went quite smoothly. i had two of my three removed- the third of which is too far up to ever come down. the first required some maneuvering, only to be pulled out swiftly, as my dentist exclaimed awful sentimentally "aw! it's a boy!" and the second wasn't as easy. incisions were made and it was cracked and drilled and pulled out bit by bit. but i survived and will go back next week to get the stitches removed. after the surgery, i was well enough to go to the grocery store, hang my paper decorations, and wrap presents. i took a nap and now i'm going to try to eat some eggs. i also bought the tastiest soy silk milk pumpkin spice that i'm drinking right now and it tastes just like fall and thanksgiving.

tomorrow, i see family. and i'm going to try and mush down some yams, if anything. i don't eat turkey so the thanksgiving meal isn't a big deal to me. but, i'm greatful to have these days off to recover. :)

i'm also thankful that i got my wisdom teeth out of the way but, i am now $750 dollars poorer - and right before my trip to paris too.

2:17am: why do i torture myself every night before a big paper is due?





why?

why?

why?


been writing since 10pm and it's now 2:20.. i have five pages done, need two ..... walt whitman- you are awesome but i am too damn tired.

9:42pm: mossy, gnarled, leafy







tewinkle park on a sunday afternoon

10:33am: Popular culture is being spoon fed into the mouths of drones, none daring or conscious enough
there are so many people in this world that accept what is presented to them without any question or further thought. are they merely podsnaps or do they have a greater sense of trust in the world than i? if anything, i am happy to know so many people in my life that are actually conscious- thinking, feeling, living, breathing. questioning. though, there is no absolute truth about the world that may come from conscious, aware thought. there is only the truths that one can uncover about oneself and, the more known about the self is quite possibly the same as knowing more about the world in which we live. because, you see, the self is the only tool through which we may connect, interpret, and experience what the world presents to us.





this isn't new. this has been going on for a thousand years.

6:45pm: my first stop motion animation

10:11pm: !!!!
i am so hungry for artistic expression right now. it's not even funny. the only problem is i don't want to have anything to do with stillness or the inorganic. i want to be outside painting, drawing, photographing- maybe even writing. i want movement, i want clouds and light and natural life.

i'm thinking tuesday, when i get out of class, i'm going to go to huntington central park and spend the afternoon with nature.


i watched a bunch of jan svankmajers shorts tonight. he is amazing. also love his film "little otik." i had tried watching "alice" but didn't find it terribly engaging. i'm going to rent "faust" soon though.


i'm thinking about attempting a stop motion animation sometime soon. i have to think up a tale.

2:14am: Writer's Block: Here's looking at you


Harold and Maude, every fucking scene in the film. The actual romance between Harold and Maude is slightly less important than the romance between Harold and life that develops just by knowing Maude. I find that to be what speaks to me most. Maude romanticizes life in a way that Harold never thought possible and it isn't Maude that Harold finds attractive. It is her attitude and spirit. The way in which it inspires and infects Harold is what is so absolutely dreamy and oh so romantic. All time favorite romantic movie scene- the entire film of Harold and Maude.. Harold's romance with life.

9:46pm: painted this mini canvas tonight, i don't paint enough! or draw enough for that matter!!

1:22am: Writer's Block: Seeing stars


the tops from each category:
harold chasen from harold and maude, ned the pie maker from pushing daisies, and buddy glass in the works of salinger.

and the why would have to be explained in just this quick statement: i am so in love with each of these characters' individual personalities that have been so well developed in their fictional narrative. thoughtful, neurotic, and nostalgic types tend to capture me.

12:39am: Writer's Block: The Struggle with Addiction


addiction is a widespread pandemic and i will never ever ever be able to articulate how it has affected my relationships with one of the most important people in my life and countless others that i have known. my feelings on such are so adverse that they cannot be contained within the bounds of literary expression.

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10:33pm: colorful moments in black and white




















there is probably more but here's for now.

10:16pm: honey baked brie


heaven on a piece of bread.

12:01am: my thoughts and events of the day via twitter

• 21:41 i spent an hour and half looking for my mom on beach blvd with wet pants as i just came from disneyland where my pirates boat was leaking. #
• 21:42 i hate you twitter. you're uninvited to my birthday party. and you can't eat lunch with me either. #

fondly,
chanel

12:19am: if and when i get engaged, i want nothing but a vintage art deco ring.

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i am convinced that this is the most stunning style of ring ever made. art deco all the way.

10:41pm: oh okay.. so this is it.
i've been paying for lots of things lately like rent and groceries and gas and insurance and cell phone and textbooks but the government is helping me a little on the daily expenses. i hate being a grown up. i got a fifty cent raise at work for learning how to be a post mistress. i can now send mail first class, parcel post, priority, express, air mail, certified and i'm sure there is more. oh also, lately other than my post office escapades, all i've been doing at work is making graphics and signage for things around the store. i feel like i'm getting paid for doing something i love which is design- graphic design at it's most primitive level. all that i have is microsoft image editor, paint, and microsoft word on the computers there yet i've been able to make some very professional looking signs. we have fancy card stock and papers and a laminating machine. i adore it. design, film, and the written word.. can we combine all three so i finally have a college major? of course not. i fall asleep in my history class and my math class is just at my pace. i read tartuffe by moliere in my honors world literature class and it was spectacular. i want to try and read it in french. i bought a pocket french verb book to try and rejuvenate my knowledge of the french language before blake and i (very very wishfully) plan our trip to france in late december/early january. it is hard work. i rented les infants du paradis and i watched it (half-ly) and i think it might just be too old for me to relate however i'm not sending it away to netflix just yet. one more viewing shall try to sway me. i should fall asleep to someone speaking french so i subconsciously am subjected to it. i want more than anything to be completely fluent in french. i have forgotten so much. i almost wish i had taken another french class this semester though i don't have any time for it. fourteen hours of school and twenty-five hours of work. the only free time i have now is sunday and my evenings which will now be filled with homework. i have to read gulliver's travels and do nearly two hundred math problems. i haven't worked on my children's book in a month and haven't taken any photographs seriously. i am stifled.

11:27pm: charcoal

it's always astounding to me how emotional a quickie charcoal is.

10:27pm:

7:11pm: tramps like us


three set of cassette tapes, the boss live 1975-1985. been playing constantly in the tape deck of my car. thaaank you blake for unearthing this treasure at the goodwill.

11:19pm: stupid pointless annoying post? spap?
blake and i were being strange in the kitchen making pokemon macaroni and cheese. dated the twenty-second of august, year two thousand and nine.

12:00am: my thoughts and events of the day via twitter

• 21:29 @SammyN5 i love you welcome to pointlessness #
• 21:33 spending 15 dollars on a case of grape flavored wax mustaches takes the cake. i'll be your groucho, monopoly man, burt reynolds, your.. #

fondly,
chanel

7:20pm: livid... when i say trim, apparently i mean chop


hello accidental short short hair
hello lower self esteem (if any)
hello fat face

5:16pm: handball, badminton, and duck-feeding


( a day in the park )


in other news, i got some financial aid money already! almost eight hundred dollars. it's going in the je-reve-de-france fund. hopefully, with the other two thousand i'm expecting by the end of the semester, blake and i will be able to go to france in january!!

10:28am: Writer's Block: Commercial Appeal



i like pizza pie! i like macaroni! hahahahahah god this commercial is so damn adorable and catchy. it was probably the one i remember the most because i had vhs tape with neverending story two on it and i forgot to stop the recording at commercials so this one played a lot as i burned that vhs to death by watching it so much.