hi dA, i've been neglecting you.
i spend wayyyy too much time on the computer and the number of sites and blogs and other things i read/use is growing to an unmanageable level. but i will try to keep you in the loop. there's a lot more activity on dA than on flickr in terms of people looking at other people's work and commenting. which is always nice.


So I'm reading these Maupassant short stories for French class, and so far every single thing has prostitutes in it. And like a lot of descriptions of the female body and the female soul. 'La Femme de Paul' is about lesbian sailors so far. Cool.

My digital camera is broken. So I never have anything to post because I'm too lazy to scan my darkroom things. I will though. At some point.

Uhhh, what else. I'm sick. Which is balls because it's my spring break. It was Passover last night, and my family is really weird about religious things. Like we aren't religious at all, but we are kinda Jewish so we sort of do the holidays but we kind of make fun of them. On Passover, you're supposed to like set a table setting for the Prophet Elijah and like go to the door and let him in, so my brother kept talking to Elijah and my mom kept making me eat bitter herbs. And my parents thought it would was necessary that we all had wine and sip it at regular intervals. Which we have never done before and is really not typical of my parents... And then my bro (14) kept saying 'Vanessa, calm down, have some more wine!' It was ODD. I wonder what's going to happen to him in high school.

At my school, we have this really stupid thing called the clean and sober cookie. It's a giant Ms. Field cookie that you get at the end of senior year if you have been "clean and sober" throughout high school. WEIRD I know. I don't know why I brought that up. It just weirds me out. I don't want to know who does what, people pretty much know that already and wouldn't it be worst thing ever if you don't deserve a cookie but you get one anyway?? That better not happen to me. Then you have this giant disgusting cookie with frosting that says CLEAN AND SOBER. What could be worse.


OK I'm going to stop rambling now. I just realized I talked about prostitutes and drugs/alcohol for this entire post. That's odd. I'm trying to make up for the lack of love here for a while. Now I'll go upload some things.

Oh wait, I have to tell you about this weird dream I had. So I'm in this really hard Calculus class that I'm in literal danger of failing. And I had a nightmare that I had a project due that I procrastinated and I was moving through the day and each period I had to do it but I didn't have time. It was about annuities, which is some tax thing. I don't know. So suddenly I was back at home and I was like, 'Oh I know! I'll make pancakes.' It made perfect sense. So I made pancakes for the class and I was like rushing because I had to finish them. I don't know what happened after that. Probably I woke up. But isn't that weird?? And then for a while that morning I was like ok, I better remember to do that project soon.