i don’t drink enough water. my hair is lame right now. it’s multicolored and my bangs are too long and it’s pretty flat. all the clothes i have (except for a threadless t-shirt that i bought during one of their 10 dollar sales but i don’t really like it when i actually got the t-shirt) are dirty. i ate chinese food for lunch and stuffed myself and now i feel pukey.
i secretly wanted someone to get kicked off project runway last night and i’m mad that nobody did. i feel bad about that because i’m sure all those people are glad that they get to show their collections at fashion week. i should not even be talking about fashion as i’m wearing a holey sweater, dirty jeans, and chuck taylors with no socks on right now. i’ve been casually working on the same scarf for about a month now and i’m not even halfway done with it. i have another unfinished scarf right in front of me that just needs about 10 more rows to be finished and i’m too lazy to do it. tomorrow i’m going to sleep until 3 pm if possible. i want to go buy a thing of sweet cinnamon pumpkin lotion and eat it. not really. there are still boxes that aren’t unpacked. we’ve been in that apartment since july. i’m tempted to just throw the box away since we obviously don’t need whatever is in there. last night i ate frozen pizza for dinner. before i ate the pizza, i ate a bowl of ice cream.
that last one is pretty bad.
joseph did a review on this cover, and said he thought it was whimsical. i agree. here’s a synopsis of the book, shamelessly stolen from amazon:
“High in his attic bedroom, twelve-year-old David mourns the death of his mother. He is angry and alone, with only the books on his shelf for company. But those books have begun to whisper to him in the darkness, and as he takes refuge in his imagination, he finds that reality and fantasy have begun to meld. While his family falls apart around him, David is violently propelled into a land that is a strange reflection of his own world, populated by heroes and monsters, and ruled over by a faded king who keeps his secrets in a mysterious book”
i love the idea of this book. even though it sounds a little like the pagemaster.
and i love the lettering. i love hand-drawn lettering. this book gets thumbs up all around. i haven’t seen the actual cover yet, but i think it would be really cool to have the black and the gold matte, and then the white shapes have a gloss on it so it would really pop out.
i hope this book becomes a best-seller. john connolly, i have my fingers crossed for you.
marques is a big aaron sorkin fan. he loves the man. we own sports night on dvd and he owns some of the west wing — both shows i never watched in their heyday. mainly because people don’t talk like that in real life.
i had watched a bit of sports night when it was on tv. i remember having a crush on jeremy (hey, he had glasses). i remember thinking natalie was annoying. and i remember thinking how insane it was that felicity huffman was married to william h. macy, whom i love. i never watched the west wing, though i once had a professor who loved the west wing so much that she refused to take any calls on wednesday nights. people are insane with their aaron sorkin love.
so when we found out that aaron sorkin had a new show, we decided we would watch it. nbc did something crazy with netflix and made the pilot episode of studio 60 on the sunset strip available on dvd through netflix before it aired, so we netflixed that and watched it. we both liked it. i like matthew perry a lot, so that helped.
but we were watching the second episode last night, and i couldn’t help but think that this was sports night, but with entertainment.
also, my beef with aaron sorkin (and i know this is strictly me and nobody else feels this way) is that i want to see the show. i want to see sports night the show. not the behind the scenes stuff. i want to see studio 60 the show. they build me up and get me excited about nigerians who break world running records and crazy christian sketches and then i don’t get to see them. i know, i know, it’s fake, but i get excited and then let down when i don’t get to see it.
stupid aaron sorkin. building me up, letting me down. you’re lucky marques loves you.
oh man, i love this guy:
pantone color matching - flickr photoset
seriously. that’s cool and you know it. you can’t deny it. this is just one of the many reasons why i love pantone colors.
i picked up a copy of severance by robert olen butler from amazon a few weeks ago. i thought it sounded interesting. the concept is that on average, consciousness lasts for a minute and a half after decapitation, so most people would be able to say about 240 words before they die. so he took a bunch of people who have been decapitated (either on purpose or on accident) and imagined their last words.
the texture of the cover is matte, and the picture is a wonderful gray-brown tone. the red line has a uv gloss on it so it really shines. the inside design is nice, too. white text on a black background introduces each person and their story.
however, my favorite part of the book is the rough-cut pages. i love that whoever designed this book made the ends of the pages rough-cut. it gives it a jagged feel that you associate with the way a decapitated neck must look like. it both fascinates you and grosses you out at the same time.
it was a pretty interesting book. i passed it along to my friend ruth ann, who i think will enjoy it more than i did. i don’t know what i expected — maybe stories instead of just words jumbled all together. but i guess if my head was cut off, i wouldn’t have any stories to tell either.
so today, i was bored, and i was waiting for marques to get off work so we could go gorge ourselves on endless shrimp at red lobster. for some reason, i decided i would do a bit of website maintenance. i learned that the version of wordpress i had was old and ancient. so i decided to upgrade to the new, shiny version of wordpress.
unfortunately, while in the process of doing that, i managed to somehow delete my entire website.
i am ridiculous. and also not web-friendly.
i used to be very web-friendly. i was the web-friendliest girl you had ever met. and now, for some reason, i managed to entirely delete my old website while just trying to make it better.
so be patient. i’ll be toying around a bit with the layout in the coming days/weeks, so don’t be alarmed. also, please send encouraging words. i don’t want to delete anything else in the process.
