insert introspective song lyric here, please.

yeah, that sums up the day. spent mine at work...then went tanning, where i gained brief relief by tanning in this spaceship:



and proceeding to smell like a coconut. delicious, yet somehow unfulfulling. then i went back to work. being that i am currently counting down the hours, minutes and seconds until october 3rd, one can only imagine how well that one went for me.

all in all, it just left me feeling ucky. yup, i said ucky. between work and the school thing making me groggy, the good ol' tc's aren't doing it for me anymore. my st. paul is too lonely right now, as lil' old sadsack as that makes me sound. i'm just itchy to go somewhere new. and if i don't have to ask "would you like chips, fries, fruit or cottage cheese with that?", why that would be even better. for a brief two minute period, i was actually considering acting on the notice for an archiving assitant at marvel comics in new york that got sent to me.

what?...yeah, that's what i said two minutes later.

anywho, so point being, i was feeling all sorts of pity party for myself, so i went to this website:


for a moment we flew.

it's like the canvas equivalent of death cab. his name is kurt halsey. he's from the midwest and seems like a nice enough guy. if one feels so inclined, you can go to www.kurthalsey.com and take a looksie. at times, one might consider it overly dramatic, but pardon the art snobbery, i like his compositions and his color choices.

okay. introspective amanda is done for the weekend. for she has tomorrow night off, so she can go back to being random.

in fact, on a side note...so i was watching an old episode of the chapelle show last night, where common and kanye west were the musical guests and our favorite preppily dressed, former jaw surgery candidate rapper (or it is MC?..i just never know which is appropriate) was rocking a knapsack similar to the one seen here:


now, can someone please tell me what's "tight" about a louis vuitton knapsack. not backpack. knapsack.

jen...that's your job when you come back from the wilderness.

okay, now that was a marathon. you got introspective. you got weird. i have now officially explored all the facets of my personality (well, not all, but loud and/or screetchy don't translate well via al gore's internet.)

'til tomorrow, chicks.