I caught myself in the mirror as I was walking into work and I was all, "Damn, I look all glamourous and awesome." So I tried to capture it when I sat down at my desk, but it didn't work at all. However, I am too lazy to take another picture so you get it anyway. Now I just need to catch up from the weekend.
I did, in fact, spend a good portion of the day being crafty. I'm all out of sorts now though because usually when I do that I have shiny things to show for it and today not so much, as things are still drying and all.
Yes, I did get teeny tiny pie tins and little glasses. And I baked little bake clay pies and then painted them to look like shepherd's pies, and filled the glasses with little different kinds off beer. Well they actually are filled with paint and glue, but I hope they look like different kinds of beer. I guess I learned today if all my other crafts fail, I can take up painting miniatures?
Also I learned that coffee beans float in epoxy resin, which might turn out to be a problem for me, but I have some ideas about how to overcome it. And if I keep being this crafty I can take pictures of my craftiness and not be at a loss for pic-a-day subjects. Just so it's on the front of your mind, if you should win the lottery, and decide to buy something for everyone you know, well, I could really, really use a Dremel.
Now I will sleep the sleep of the mostly accomplished. Hopefully I won't die in the night from all the crazy fumes I inhaled today.
Last night I ended up at work a good two hours later than I'd anticipated. I got off around 11:30 and sped over to my friend's birthday celebration. Which, while I'm glad I made an appearance for the birthday boy, was only barely worth the drive. Tons of people, crowded, smoky, everyone drunk when I wasn't. So I headed back to work to drive the rest of the girls home, since I knew they'd started drinking when I'd left. Despite being the responsible driver last night, the picture I took was of a beer covered table at the restaurant where some regulars were sitting.
I need to get better at framing. That tip of pinky finger hanging out there is kind of disturbing. And I think that's my camera case fuzzing in the foreground. Ugh.
Early morning office window. You can see the star and the remanents of the holiday decorations my intern put up. My favorite part though, is the spray of dots around the plant. They are color stickers my boss's 2 year old stuck up on the window as her own decorations.
After very little consideration and no contemplation of my ability to complete it, I have decided that this year, instead of 50 Books, I am going to do a picture a day for 2008. I haven't yet decided what my rules will be, but probably very loose. Like as long as 366 pictures go up, I win (it's leap year this year, right?). I will do my best though to take each picture each day, but I don't want to fuck myself over too badly. I will probably write about some of the pictures, and others I will just slap something up. Yeah?
Also, I should post my write ups of books 42 & 43 and declare myself a loser for 2007. Alas. I read like 60-ish books in 2005. Who knows what my problem was this year.
It will come as shock to no one that my feet are cold today. I did bring a space heater into the office, but I have yet crawled around on the floor under the desk to rearrange stuff so I can fit it down there safely. Seriously, why don't I have have houseboy to follow me around do such things for me? Although I guess if I had a houseboy, I probably wouldn't be working at a job where I needed a space heater under my desk, yeah?