a case of the blahs

I feel very uninteresting today.

After laying on the couch, staring off into space, I finally gave in to doing the dishes. So, actually, we can say that I feel very uninteresting and disgusting.

The pile of dishes has reached the point of total kitchen takeover. The Boyfriend and I hate, hate, hate doing dishes so we consistently put it off until the very last possible moment when someone finally gives in. Seeing as I've been unemployed, that person is usually me, searching for anything productive to do.

I'm embarassed to admit it, but there was a bit of mold growing at the bottom of the sink. Gross. I was then reminded of the time the dishes were so disgusting (I think someone had left milk in a cereal bowl) that I nearly vomited from the stench. I'm now thinking that this was probably too gross and humilating to post in a blog, but hey. This just shows you that I'm human. And hate doing dishes.

You think after these bad experiences we would have learned to take care of things right away. Apparently not.

Anyway, back to what I started saying. I don't know if the boredom brought this on, but I feel very uninteresting today. I feel like I'm not very special. I feel terribly ordinary. Ew, not ordinary!

What would I rather be like?

I think I'd enjoy being the type of person who...

~ has an iTunes library filled with artists

that not everyone has heard of

~ lives in a tall brick apartment building

with old metal fire escapes

~ owns a wide assortment of vintage

clothing and belongings

~ is passionate about the environment

and recycling and such

~ buys fresh vegetables and flowers on a regular basis

~ sits under a shade tree to read a good book

~ truly doesn't care what others think about them

~ watches tons of documentaries

~ is talented enough to make delicious

homemade meals all the time

~ knows what they are passionate about and

possesses a sense of adventure

~ drinks tea with jelly and toast in the morning

~ is thrifty and crafty and creative

~ inspires others to live their dreams

~ wakes up in the morning with a smile

on their face and a positive outlook

~ reads and writes poetry

~ carries a camera with them, wherever they go

~ lives life fully, each and every day

Oh, and owns a dishwasher! :)

(pictures from here and here)

looking forward to the next chapter

I want to be in Los Angeles, or some other big city in California. I've always thought I was meant for something bigger than small-town Wisconsin, and I feel like that's more true than ever. It doesn't matter what I do for a living: advertising, fashion, nutrition... I'm going to have the best chances to make a decent life in a big city.

The Boyfriend said last night, totally out of the blue, "I want to move to LA." Now remember, he's the totally logical one so this surprised me quite a bit. I just stared at him with this look of awe plastered across my face. It was good to hear him say he wanted to be coastal because that's always been my dream, and although he's never disagreed with that idea, I don't think he had ever fully hopped on board.

Now he's got me dreaming about the fabulous lives we're going to lead when we move out there. And this has kind of brought about a new appreciation for the fact that we're going to move back in with my parents soon. If I haven't mentioned that before, my parents are re-doing their basement so it will be like a little apartment for us to live there and save money for "big kid" stuff like a wedding or a house or whatever. And, surprisingly, the Boyfriend is very much looking forward to it.

Anyway, what are your dreams for the future?

(picture from here)

dreams. unrealistic?

Soo... I've been dreaming a bit today. I've got my head in the clouds, and I'm not quite sure I'm thinking too realistically. Or realistically at all, for that matter. I don't know when it all began, but I made up this idea in my head that I'd love to get involved with fashion, whether it be writing for a fashion magazine, fashion design, or something else. However, once this idea popped into my head, I was too far along in my college career to change my major and transfer schools for a major that was, well, pretty unrealistic. Because, seriously, how many girls from rural Wisconsin do you know that are involved in fashion? Yeah, I'm guessing not many. Regardless, I pushed that dream to the back of my mind, and that's pretty much where it's stayed.

I looked at the FIDM website today. I printed off an application, and I looked into creating a portfolio. Am I nuts? I know I'm going to finish my advertising degree at UWM before I do anything else, so I suppose I'm not totally nuts. But is dream too lofty for me? Am I setting my hopes on something that I really won't ever actually go for? Hmm... oh well, a girl can dream, right? The realistic plan, for now, is to finish my degree, save some money for a couple of years, and then go chasing whatever dreams I may have, which (hopefully) won't require another degree (realistically...).

I've said "realistic" so much that it doesn't even sound like a word anymore. Oh, boy.

(sketches from here)