Things.

I got these really nifty new glasses. They're brown, with little clear wing kinda things on the front. The brand is Soaring Horse. I had to make that italicized, a name like that.

I spent $450. That's a lot of money for little glass ovals, a bit of plastic, and some wee screws. I hope I don't sit on them or break them playing this game with imaginary guns like I did two pairs ago. Supposedly they make me look more "assertive," according to my mom. My dad, however, seems to think that women always look worse in glasses, stating, "Well, they're not exactly a guy magnet." Hmm. I like them. I don't care.

I will put pictures of stuff on this blog eventually. Eventually is whenever my sister returns my digicam or it comes out from hiding.

Since this post is obviously an unorganized cornucopia of musings, I thought I'd make a list of stuff that's been on my mind recently, in no particular order:

I can't fucking believe Heath Ledger is dead. He wasn't my favorite actor or anything, but wow did the news take me by surprise. I had a similar reaction when Anna Nicole died, and Aaliyah. It just seems..not true.

I can't watch a movie with excessive smoking without getting an intense hankering for a cig. The culprit was Factory Girl this time. Also: Hayden Christensen is hot.

I've been seeing a lot out there that glorifies prostitution. I am a daily reader of Confessions of a College Call Girl, and I really enjoy the British show Secret Diary of a London Call Girl. I don't know what I really about it, but it certainly is er, interesting. If graphic design fails..

Waiting to be inspired. I am constantly amazed by the artwork I see and read about. In a way everything's been done already, like any art person will tell you, but it really hasn't. There are so many creative ideas brought to life every day and it never ceases to amaze me. I'm waiting for mine.

I ate too may Goldfish, apparently. My head is getting clouded. That's all for now.