Now from the start of this blog, I always wanted to avoid the stereotype of the preteen girl who tells her every thought and whim to livejournal. Though I'm now noticing that I seem to be leaning more towards only posting when something huge happens, and it tends to be quite dry. Perhaps, dare I say, I can aim towards a middle ground? Maybe show that though I am a work-machine, I do have time (at least once every few months) to do something like move things around my room, or eat something, or paint? Well, here's some evidence to that:
So my roommate was cleaning out the underneath of a bed he inherited from me, and low and behold, look what I had without realizing it. The story here is that I did some work for someone a long time ago, with the idea that he was going to pay me with a sewing machine, and other junk he was throwing away. When I received all the junk (lovely useful junk.. like zippers.. and a table) I thought he forgot to include the sewing machine. I didn't say anything about it, since he gave me a ton of other cool stuff, but low and behold, hidden in a bucket with hundreds of zippers was this beautiful vision:
Food time! Leftover Tagliatelli con fungi misto, from Bella Paula's in Croton on HUdson NY. I don't cook all that much, since I'd rather spend time making other less practical things, but depicted here in this bowl I made a few years ago, is homemade pasta with amazing mushroomness. I recommend Paula's. Plus Paula is probably the most adorable waitress on the face of the earth.
Aaaand some painting supplies. I intend on painting. It is my first love, and I never get a chance to do it. I'll probably paint pictures of my friends, or maybe depict a weird daydream I had about mimes. Who knows, but when it happens, I'll post it.
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