My butt hurts.
I’ve pretty much literally been sitting all day long and right now is about the first segment of significant time since before I got in my car to go to work this morning that I haven’t sat on my ass for hours on end.
But it was worth it. I finished all my patterns for my halfscales for FD3 and sewed 2 of the looks and did flats and thumbnails. PHEW. Seriously you guys, this class.
Anyway, so I ordered that white violin I mentioned in a previous post this past week. Yesterday I was having regrets about spending my money like it grows on trees, but today I’m in the mind set of IS IT HERE YET!? I am so excited for this thing. No, I don’t know how to play violin. But that’s okay. I might learn a bit. And then stick that bitch on my wall. YES.
Also, whilst browsing Tumblr, I was reminded of the song Heartless by Kanye West. Remember that one? It was one of my favorite songs in it’s beginning days. Then it was heavily overplayed. I also really loved it’s predecessor single, Love Lockdown. Those were good days. I don’t care how much of a douchebag Kanye is or will be, I will continue to listen to his music because that fucker puts out good shit…Goddamn that was a good album though.
Speaking of throwbacks, today my Pandora stations were really throwing out the good stuff. I heard old school Simple Plan, Bowling for Soup, and Panic! At the Disco among many others. I was also reminded of The Raconteurs, whose existence I had shamefully forgotten about.
Lastly, I read this article on Thought Catalog today, and the Rihanna portion stood out to me. I follow her on Twitter, but I’m not the kind of Tweeter who actually goes and reads people’s tweets or spends my day on Twitter, so I’m kinda out of the loop. But that girl does tweet a lot about weed, partying, and psalms. It’s actually kinda hilarious. I approve. I want to be Rihanna’s friend. She got dropped by Nivea because they’re prudes, but that bitch don’t need Nivea. She got millions. Nom sayin’? Also, people need to get over/accept her Man Down video/song. That shit is meaningful and one of her best works. Seriously.