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Merry Christmas. These are my gloves.

Silly face.

Right now finds me in a very peaceful, beautiful, sweet, loving mood.

I can't really explain it. It's one of those waves of feeling that just rush over you and make you feel wonderful. I'm in my tiny little room, leaning against a mound of pillows, under my bright covers. The room is softly lit by a combination of my lamp, a string of multicolored Christmas lights, and a honeydew candle. It's incredibly pleasant.

I'm listening to the only female singer I really love- Regina Spektor. Something about her voice makes me a beautiful combination of sweet happiness and a very slight sadness. I have such good memories of her music. I remember the first time one of my exes and I ever made love, he had the first CD on repeat, and we listened to it as we laid against each other in the dim candlelit room, basking in the afterglow of lovemaking. I also remember my first apartment, sitting in my room at night with my best friend, each of us doing something with our hands, listening to it in the background. A very pleasant and sweet sort of moment, I remember.

Life is very good right now. My father is back in the state, and I get to have actual Christmas again. I have people who love me. I feel great about who I am as a person, and where I'm headed in life. I have things I'm worried about, sure. But dear creators, I feel so amazingly perfect right now. Thank whomever for the fact that human emotions allow this sort of sweet perfection to happen to us.

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These are my pants. As you can see, I am unzipping them.

Bonus Picture: The Best Picture I think I've ever taken of myself.

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Old Navy Giftcard you forgot you had: 7 dollar and thirty seven cents.

Little Boy's Batman Shirt: Six dollars

Putting your 32 D breasts inside a shirt that was never designed to contain them: Priceless.

(Also, Fuck yeah, Batman!)

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This one's from yesterday because I couldn't find my cord when I went to upload. Look at that makeup. I am a pimp. Took this shortly before going to take my last final. Arrrrrgh.

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One day I'll leave my room again.

Some sculpture stuff.

Reasons for why I haven't been posting pictures:

1. I'm fucking sick

2. Fucking finals

So here are some images of my sculpture final to prove I've been doing something.

The premise was that I had this completely remote room in a part of the building that was closed. I had my friend lie down on the inside and cover herself in a sheet, I then built my wall. Lit from the front with a work light, my class came in and had to view one by one in order to be able to look in. A few of them squeal, "I saw it move!" and were made uneasy, which made this project a success in my eyes.

I feel like it was eerie and strange, even though I didn't get the brick shape I wanted.

Thoughts?

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Keeping up with my photos is going to be mad difficult this week.

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This was on my friend Anna's camera.

I'm not even sure what we were talking about. We were having dinner at La Parilla.

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This was on someone else's camera.

The goth night at Go Bar featuring karaoke and me being a hobo. This is be being a hobo about to do karaoke.

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Drinking white zinfandel out of a coffee mug that has frosty the snowman on it.

This is my Friday night.

Next stop: hookah lounge.

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Good morning. I am an anime character.

Fuck you, world.

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Dear giant plaster phallus,

Please don't jizz all over me when I have to go to work later.

Thanks,

Allison.

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I FUCKING WALK AROUND LIKE THIS. WHAT THE SHIT IS MY HIPSTER-ASS PROBLEM?

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I LARP'd today. Three pictures for yoooou! This is my character- the Unseelie Knocker, Caraga. Or, at least it was. She had amnesia, and discovered today that she is actually the reincarnation of another's character's foster mother, and is the Duchess of Waterford (in Ireland.) And is also Seelie, not Unseelie. So yeah, lots happened in-game. It's all very much the drama, so I'll spare you.

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Oh gods, I have completely forgotten to do my photos this break. I'm in so much trouble!

Such an eventful week! I feel compelled to document it in at least some point. Where to start? At the beginning of course!

Friday night (last week) I went over to Ian's after FNM and stayed up until three thirty AM playing Left 4 Dead. I woke up again at six fifteen to get up to go to the tournament and Ian and Lauren were still playing. We got up, got ready, and journeyed to Atlanta. We didn't even get lost. Go us.

At the tournament, I did SO well, until I didn't. I won the first round, 2-0, the second round 2-0, the 3rd round 2-0, the 4th round 2-1, and then, as I was sitting in the top chair at the top table, I lost rather unceremoniously. After I lost once, I knew that it was over, as it always seems to go for me. I lost, then I lost, then I lost, then I dropped. Then it became the magic time to find my way to the Joshface, which was going to be a very complicated amalgamation of buses and shuttles and MARTA, and I was scared of it because it was dark, so my very good friend Brandon drove me to a drop-off point. I found out later that he got stuck behind a huge accident on the way back, and everyone who was in our car back at the tournament had to wait an extra four hours for him to get back. I didn't find out until later, so I didn't know to feel bad. Thanks again, Brandon.

I had a lovely time with Josh, Jess, Chris and Marisa at Ritual that night. Met some fun people, and will avoid gushing about any of that sort of thing. We were all a drinky pants, and the next day I spent being a lazy, sick hobo and watching bad movies, looking at houses that don't matter now, and eating soup.

Then I spent time at Nicole's house. We were basically just hobos, and obsessively listened to/ watched Lady Gaga's Bad Romance and other assorted videos. We walked, went to the mall, and were just having a good time. I missed hanging out with her, and the time I got to spend with her reminded me why she's my best friend.

And theeeeeen, I had dinner with Josh, Jess and a new friend. It was tasty. Then drinking, and new chemical experiences were to be had! It was a fantastic time. In fact the effects of such a time lingered into the car ride home. Nicole and I thought her mother had forgotten about us there for a little while. :D

Family thanksgiving was blah. Then spent time over at Ian's. Lots of Left 4 Dead (I have gotten much better at it now, by the way.) Came home a day early so that I could clean and head into the photo studio tomorrow morning. Also because I have my LARP tomorrow. But no laughing at me.

The next few weeks are going to be crazy. I won't have any spare moments, because they will all be spent in the photo lab, or in the sculpture building. I'm very passionate about this project for sculpture, but I don't know if I'll be able to achieve what I want.

I also got the rest of my lantern corps. rings, and fully cleaned my room. I think being busy for the next few weeks will distract from the fact that Josh will be busy packing and moving and will probably not have a super huge amount of time to be throwing my way. But after this next few weeks, everything will be alright. I know it. <3

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You see all that food in there? None of it is mine.

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New phone!

I wish that when I wake up you're there
To wrap your arms around me for real
And tell me you'll stay by side

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Oh, but what is life without complications?

At least I've got chicken (toast).

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OM NOM NOM SLURPIE.

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Went into the sculpture studio today to put the mother mold on my brick rubber molds. The process for the mother mold went something like this:

1. Draw a line down the ridge-line of your rubber mold in sharpie.

2. Drive nails in a line down one side of the drawn sharpie-line.

3. Roll out and build a clay wall, one inch high and half an inch wide to cover the nails.

4. Cut about nine thousand pieces of burlap with children's scissors.

5. Mix plaster.

6. Dip the strips of burlap in the plaster.

7. Apply plaster strips to one side of the clay wall, making sure not to go over the wall.

8. Fill any deeper areas with the now thicker-plaster.

9. Give it like, ten seconds to dry.

10. Pull the clay wall and the nails out. Go ahead and do it together though, because it doesn't matter whether or not there are rouge nails in the clay that is put into a bag to be reused.

11. Paint the plaster that was behind the clay wall with shellac and Vaseline.

12. Repeat steps 6-9.

Hooray! You've now made a rubber mold!

Right around step 3, I was pounding out the clay so I could fold it over the nails, and impaled my hand on a nail someone left in the clay. My appointment for my tetanus shot is tomorrow at 1:30.

Good news, the University has decided to give me an additional 500 in grants next semester, and because they always do it for both semesters of a term, they sent me a check for the fall's portion of it. So, all that not-sleeping and worrying I've been doing about money, and paying for next semester: over with. Awesome! It's such a load off of my mind.

Friday and Saturday morning and afternoon were lovely. Josh came up to see the closing of the into photography show and stayed until the next day. I already miss him. I don't like waking up alone.

Also, I had a potluck monopoly night today. I made the last two packs of my flavored rice and mixed them together. It was tasty. Also, I won at Monopoly. But then again, I always do. Because I'm the Champion.

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Had him to myself Friday night/ Saturday morning and afternoon! Bad light is bad. No good for in-focus shots.

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I totally took this last night. I must have PTFO'd before I remembered to post it.

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These are on Germaine's camera. :D

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Yo. I have so much cleaning to do before Josh comes. So much work.

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I didn't leave the apartment all day, except to take out the trash. Been very lazy. Finished the Sinestro Corps war. It was muchly a good rest from yesterdays busyness.

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I worked a 12 hour shift today.

And when I got there this morning, I was written up. Apparently I was supposed to work a 14 hour day, and was late.

This was a picture I took in the gas station next to my house. It was a magical munchie adventure to be had by all.

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So, I flat-out missed a day. Didn't post late or anything, just forgot to take a picture. I wanted day 100 to be something properly epic. So, this is me. With a Magic card in my mouth. At FNM. It's been a month since I got to go, but it looks like I'll be able to go every other week now that I have a regular work schedule. Since I'll have to work in the morning, there will be no forays into Atlanta on those Fridays.

I did super poorly tonight, though. Uck. 1-3. No es bueno. I need to ramp it up, remind them who's boss.

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Lens cleaning.

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Hey look. It's the side of my face. I promise I'll start taking interesting photos again soon.

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Apartment 17. Represent.

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I've noticed a tendency to multi-photo post recently. I think I am doing it in this instance because the one I took that I liked was blurry, so I wanted an example of one that was in focus.

A day of much recovery and potluck/ Cranium funtimes. Hooray!

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Is blurry. Oh wells.

Good god, what a Halloween I had. Jess and I were nipple tape/ fishnet shirt sisters. We went to a Fetish event held by the Secret Room, and I wore a fishnet shirt and short black buckle skirt that belonged to Josh. I felt more attractive than I have in years, really. But I suppose when you're not really wearing a shirt, people tend to think you're pretty hot.

I had a great time with Josh. I have a new love for the song "Enjoy the Silence" by Depeche Mode, and I will be looking out for any photos of me that end up tagged on facebook from that night, because I don't really want Dad to see those.

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The picture I took for today is on Olivia's camera. I'll upload it when she does. :D

It was a very eventful, fun day. She and I drove to Atlanta to get her car serviced. They gave us a BMW roadster for a rental car, which was flippin' sweet, and then we drove to Lenox Square Mall and pretended that we were fancy. I tried on these dresses (from my favorite designer, Betsey Johnson):

http://www.betseyjohnson.com/store/productdetails2.aspx?productid=7661&np=1140

http://www.betseyjohnson.com/store/productdetails2.aspx?productid=7673&np=1120

The second one was the most beautiful thing that I have ever worn. It fit me amazingly. There would be pictures if they allowed photography in that store.

Then we went to Bloomingdales, and I sprayed myself down with some Chanel No. 5, the best perfume ever. Then Sephora, where I applied a full look to myself with the tester makeup, then stole a tester for a glitter eyeliner.

All in, all that was a good day. Also fun was Martinis and Imax and the club afterwards until I got sick because I said I could drink like a man. Me and the trashcan made friends. It was all in good fun, though.

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My Halloween costume was to be classy.

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First day back at work today. It was like I never left, really. Exam tomorrow. Study study study.
Fi

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Dramatic boobs are... dramatic.

I wanted to take a picture that showed the after-bruises from this weekend, but they didn't really come out, and I ended up with this. So, I promise to stagger boob pictures from this point on. Maybe.

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I had such an amazing weekend. I'm sore, and exhausted- both physically and emotionally. I hadn't really expected it to be so hard to say goodbye, but it really was.

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Oops. A day late. Whatever, I'm already in trouble. <3

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I don't like cleaning. But, you know. Company and stuff. Weird.