bored in the barrel

So I’ve decided to upload a photoset of Mousie to then make moo cards from. I liked my last set of cards, even if I can’t spell my own damn name right.
I’m planning on making something to hold her and her stuff, probably a plaster box. Since if there was any kind of [...]

And worst yet, Otto’s been at work all day.
This is really hard. And really weird. And I just can’t get used to it.
And although I had more to say, at the moment I’m extremely pissed off at my husband’s place of employment so I had better just shut the fuck up and get [...]

She found us by looking through the glass door to the mail room at our apartments. She was fairly bedraggled, her hair was matted and dirty, and she was adorable.
We went outside to say hello. She said hi and then rolled around on her back on the concrete. She followed us home.
It [...]

So, other than the whole girls lift weights too thing going on in the world, I came to a realization yesterday (or some day that seems like yesterday to me, who knows).
My last tested 1RM was 125. When I was 125 I couldn’t squat (even once) 100. I got to 95. So [...]

We’ll need your thumbprint, you nasty criminal.
Ok, seriously? What the fuck?
I really actually don’t get why you’d need to give a fingerprint to buy a vehicle. I mean, apparently the strip club here makes you print the credit card receipt, but that actually is for their protection, since if you try to deny [...]

I’m pulling together ideas for my next design project. So far the guidelines are “utilitarian,” “recycled/repurposed,” and “furniture.” I’m thinking a set of shelves to attach to the wall in the alcove that leads to the bathroom/Otto’s office. We could use some small knickknack shelves there. Make it floor to ceiling [...]

Fuck Adobe.
Too many times I’ve worked for fucking DAYS getting something done, only to then, the next time I open it, have fucking Illustrator tell me the fucking thing is corrupted. Of course I didn’t make a .pdf or something, I wasn’t finished, or it wasn’t approved for use, or what the FUCK ever. [...]

I’m working on a new series of paintings. I’ve decided I need work on people so I’m doing some portraits. I’m getting them up on my Flickr page as I complete them.
The one of Otto is what started the idea, which wasn’t really my initial intention. My intention was to provide motivation, [...]

I didn’t get around to working out yesterday. I was going to in the evening but our plans went awry and instead of working out I ate deep fried crap and sugary deserts at 11pm. Yes, I’m up today. By more than a pound. Awesome.
It was ok… the desert at least, [...]

Why the fuck do I keep forgetting this little fact? People on the internet act like total retards, say things without thinking, and gleefully gang up on anyone they can about things they do themselves. People spell badly, don’t know the different between lose, loose, and sometimes lost, use obnoxious fucking bits of [...]

Here’s the thing about tattoos. For the most part, they’re pretty bad-ass. Sure, “normal” people have them, but normal people hide them. So, showing a tattoo, means you’re not giving a fuck about what other people think of you… or you do give a fuck about what people think of you, but [...]

I’ve gone ahead and dropped fatloss 2. It just wasn’t something I was doing. Now I’ve got the combo-set 4-on/1-off thing going again, heavy 5×5s (well, it will be heavy, the first go-round I’m warming up and finding the work set load for next time around, in part to be sure I don’t [...]

After a cardio session and some yoga last night… which I do NOT recommend doing back to back, frickin horsey stance… I’m feeling better. I’m back down today, maybe tomorrow I’ll see under 152… which would be super swell.
I really have to buckle down.
Fatloss 2 isn’t doing it for me. Too many fucking [...]