Yea I'm Lame

I don't know what happen guys, I seem to have lost the will to blog. Probably things got a little more busy and I had less time to analyze my thoughts and think about what they may sound like written down. Since we last spoke I quit my "internship" at Storefront and started working on a freelance design project for a bookshelf for the same guy I designed the last bookshelf for. I'm essentially just copying a design he picked out and translating it into the space of his apartment, but hey, somebody's gotta do it. Millionaires need built-in bookshelves too! Still working at the metal shop. Am now the only girl working there, 'cept one girl with blond dreads that works on the floor but she seems to have no interest in acknowledging my existence and i've heard word of her imminent firing so she doesn't count. I could talk about other things, how I'm excited to go see Kesslie in Rhinecliffe soon, how I'm excited for spring and to stop wearing my smelly winter clothes...Although I can't imagine wearing shorts to the metal shop, that just seems too unsafe. I made a super sweet new shelf-like apparatus. Okay I'll show it too you but then I'm going to bed. I found a chunk of a frame on my way to work the other day, and I picked it up. Something about it was beautiful to me. I didn't like the color of it though, so I spray painted it silver, the only color of spray paint I could find at work and coincidentally one of my top 3 fav. colors. So now we are in love, the frame chunk and me. It's really more of a one sided affair, it being an inanimate object in all. I do love it so, I think I am going to have to take it with me when I leave New York. I can already imagine myself carrying it threw security and trying to store it in the overhead compartment.