Monday, March 1, 2010
In which Holly anticipates exerting PAINFUL AMOUNTS OF SELF CONTROL
BSG update! I finished season three this weekend! :) So much awesomeness in one TV show -- I wasn't aware it was even possible. My friend Kathleen and I decided we want to watch the series finale together, but unfortunately she's still back on Unfinished Business, which means I now have to slow way, way, waaaaaaay down if we want to finish at the same time. This may involve physical pain. Courtney's where I am in the series, but while she likes the idea of watching the finale with us, she has yet to show any interest in the slow down part of the plan. I'm a bit jealous, but honestly, I've got family plans later this week, I haven't gotten my hands on a copy of season 4.0 yet, and I do want to slow down and savor the last season because I'm starting to FREAK OUT that soon I won't have any more to watch. (*sob!*) It'll be sort of nice to get back to real life, but really... only sort of. Sigh.
Monday, February 22, 2010
I had a frustrating day
...so I'm going to vent.
Pet peeves: updated extended edition
1) Music snobs. Whether they're concentrating on the most obscure current band known to man or some edgy 70s rock band, they know that it belongs to the Greatest Genre in Existance, and if you don't acknowledge it, you just have bad taste. Music snob, there's no real excuse for having this attitude unless you're into classical.
2) Font snobs. Font snobs, nobody cares but you. Your disdain for the uncle who still uses Comic Sans in all his emails or for the fact that your company used Papyrus in yet another flyer should not be considered fodder for a self-righteous status update. Keep it to yourself or set up a support group where you can discuss your aesthetic indignation with other Font snobs.
3) Men/boys who can't let it go or give you space. No, Exboyfriend, I don't want to be facebook friends with you again, and I don't want to "give this another try," whatever the hell your definition of "this" is. I want to pretend you don't exist. No, older male friend who I like but who seems to appreciate me a little more than makes me comfortable, I don't want to have lunch with you a week after I had lunch with you the last time, especially when you wish me Happy Valentines day in the same breath as your lunch invitation.
4) High maintenance, passive aggressive, combative, patronizing, and/or abnormally self-centered people. And when any of these qualities are embodied by someone you have to deal with through work, especially an author or customer, it's just that much worse.
5) Political conversation-dive-bombers. "Hey! I got $400 extra back on my tax retur--" "OBAMA IS THE DEVIL WHO IS TAKING ALL OUR HARD-EARNED MONEY AND GIVING IT TO LAZY PEOPLE WHO DON'T DESERVE IT AND BY THE WAY HE EATS BABIES." The facebook version of this is particularly heinous (I think fewer people have the guts or are rude enough to do it in person).
6) Getting teased for my taste in music being too "low-brow" or my taste in movies being too "high-brow." I like Ke$ha's Tik Tok and my favorite movie is The Mission. It's how I'm built. If you bring this up in a remotely patronizing tone, I will shoot daggers at you with my eyes. I can think of three people (out of my five to six readers... hm, risky post) who might think I'm talking about them, but I'm not actually mad at any of you over this.
7) Excessively negative people. ...Which means I should probably bring this bitchfest to a close before I become a hypocrite. :)
I don't know whether it was the venting or the way too much ice cream, but I do feel better. Just enough time to shower and get started on a project before bed. Mmm, not being at work is the best.
Pet peeves: updated extended edition
1) Music snobs. Whether they're concentrating on the most obscure current band known to man or some edgy 70s rock band, they know that it belongs to the Greatest Genre in Existance, and if you don't acknowledge it, you just have bad taste. Music snob, there's no real excuse for having this attitude unless you're into classical.
2) Font snobs. Font snobs, nobody cares but you. Your disdain for the uncle who still uses Comic Sans in all his emails or for the fact that your company used Papyrus in yet another flyer should not be considered fodder for a self-righteous status update. Keep it to yourself or set up a support group where you can discuss your aesthetic indignation with other Font snobs.
3) Men/boys who can't let it go or give you space. No, Exboyfriend, I don't want to be facebook friends with you again, and I don't want to "give this another try," whatever the hell your definition of "this" is. I want to pretend you don't exist. No, older male friend who I like but who seems to appreciate me a little more than makes me comfortable, I don't want to have lunch with you a week after I had lunch with you the last time, especially when you wish me Happy Valentines day in the same breath as your lunch invitation.
4) High maintenance, passive aggressive, combative, patronizing, and/or abnormally self-centered people. And when any of these qualities are embodied by someone you have to deal with through work, especially an author or customer, it's just that much worse.
5) Political conversation-dive-bombers. "Hey! I got $400 extra back on my tax retur--" "OBAMA IS THE DEVIL WHO IS TAKING ALL OUR HARD-EARNED MONEY AND GIVING IT TO LAZY PEOPLE WHO DON'T DESERVE IT AND BY THE WAY HE EATS BABIES." The facebook version of this is particularly heinous (I think fewer people have the guts or are rude enough to do it in person).
6) Getting teased for my taste in music being too "low-brow" or my taste in movies being too "high-brow." I like Ke$ha's Tik Tok and my favorite movie is The Mission. It's how I'm built. If you bring this up in a remotely patronizing tone, I will shoot daggers at you with my eyes. I can think of three people (out of my five to six readers... hm, risky post) who might think I'm talking about them, but I'm not actually mad at any of you over this.
7) Excessively negative people. ...Which means I should probably bring this bitchfest to a close before I become a hypocrite. :)
I don't know whether it was the venting or the way too much ice cream, but I do feel better. Just enough time to shower and get started on a project before bed. Mmm, not being at work is the best.
Tuesday, February 16, 2010
Monday, February 15, 2010
Saturday, February 13, 2010
Some turnabout for Shannon
Most of these I've already posted on facebook (although there's a few new ones in there). Sorry about the lighting -- none of them are actually on brown paper, believe it or not! Also, I was cleaning out the closet of my old bedroom at home over Thanksgiving and came across a bag of all my old sketchbooks from growing up. I've been meaning since then to take pictures and do a sort of progressive post, but I haven't gotten around to it yet. I'll try to do that soon. I've done a few paintings over the years, but I don't seem to have any digital pictures of them.
On to the art!
From a figure-drawing night class I took in fall of '07:
From the cover of my cousin's copy of Jane Eyre:
On to the art!
From a figure-drawing night class I took in fall of '07:
From the cover of my cousin's copy of Jane Eyre:
From a magazine:
Self portrait:
Figure drawing quick sketches from a college class:
Commissioned by a lady at church:
Bored in class:
Subtractive drawing (apply charcoal evenly, erase to bring out image):
Currently in progress: name that episode (prize: ten internets):
Friday, February 5, 2010
Courtney is creative
An email conversation:
Holly: So, I (obviously?) haven't watched any Battlestar since I saw you last. Where are you in the series now??
Courtney: I have one episode left in season 2.0. It is so good!!!
Holly: I am behiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiind!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! [waaaaaaaaaaail] Don't tell me anything!!!
Courtney: Starbuck has a mid-mid-life crisis, dyes her hair brown, and marries a deep-space ranger named Paylen. Tigh then chooses her to be his running mate in an electoral attempt to overthrow President Roslin, which he promptly loses when Kara Paylen proceeds to fly away in a newly acquired Viper named Rogue that looks suspiciously similar to a snowmobile, in search of Earth, which she swears she can see from her house. ...Oops! Well, it’s still worth watching. :)
Holly: Curse you.
Holly: So, I (obviously?) haven't watched any Battlestar since I saw you last. Where are you in the series now??
Courtney: I have one episode left in season 2.0. It is so good!!!
Holly: I am behiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiind!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! [waaaaaaaaaaail] Don't tell me anything!!!
Courtney: Starbuck has a mid-mid-life crisis, dyes her hair brown, and marries a deep-space ranger named Paylen. Tigh then chooses her to be his running mate in an electoral attempt to overthrow President Roslin, which he promptly loses when Kara Paylen proceeds to fly away in a newly acquired Viper named Rogue that looks suspiciously similar to a snowmobile, in search of Earth, which she swears she can see from her house. ...Oops! Well, it’s still worth watching. :)
Holly: Curse you.
Tuesday, February 2, 2010
Yes, I went there.
So, most of you know this, but my dad had a bad heart attack last weekend. I've been spending most of my non-work hours at the hospital, so although I'm still reading blogs, I won't be updating very regularly for a little while. I'm not sure how long -- he's recovering, but it's slow going. But rest assured I'm thinking of you all fondly, even while not blogging.
On a lighter note, I came to the conclusion that if Laura and Bill had a baby and got into a fight, it would be... Adama baby mama drama. Ftw.
Thank you, thank you, I'll be here all night.
On a lighter note, I came to the conclusion that if Laura and Bill had a baby and got into a fight, it would be... Adama baby mama drama. Ftw.
Thank you, thank you, I'll be here all night.
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