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Thursday, August 16, 2007
Tuesday, August 14, 2007
Can't sleep. Lars is in Vernal on a river trip with a couple of his clients. It's funny how you forget how to sleep on your own - how does the weight of a lover's body next to us become such an addiction? More than that. A few years ago I read an interesting book about the physical/ chemical/ physiological aspects of love. It's main thesis: that our bodies actually become biochemically connected - just spending time together, touching.
I have no idea if that's true, but I still can't fall asleep.
I think the Throwing Muses said it better than I could.
Posted by lateshoes at 1:22 AM
Wednesday, August 08, 2007
I've been painting my nails a lot lately. Last month I got a manicure and I've been obsessively lacquering ever since. I bought some really cheap polish - the kind that 12-year old girls buy at the drugstore with their bubblegum money. The colors are bright and garish enough to call attention - something I don't normally relish.
The bright, aqua blue elicited enthusiasm from the check-out girl at the Emigration Market. The shimmering purple caused an elderly woman in a wheelchair to grab my left hand and hold it for about 3 minutes while telling me all about her daughter who now lives in New Jersey.
Painted nails make me want to point things out to people. Both literal things and figurative. "Have you ever noticed this sign before? Aren't the colors lovely? Isn't the font nice?"
I'll point with my short, purple-painted nail on my stubby, outstretched finger and we'll all look up together.
Posted by lateshoes at 12:37 PM
Posted by lateshoes at 11:23 AM
Tuesday, August 07, 2007
Japanese to English translation = "Have Sexual Intercourse, Oliver Twist!!!" or in other words, Fuuuuuck you!
My friend Melissa is still in Japan and while I'm seething with envy, I want her to come home. Is that selfish? Yargh.
The Oliver Twist whom this post is directed at is someone I sort of loosely work with...more work around. Anyway, as per usual I cannot get into too many details. Let's just say, it is a bitch and it must die.
I finally fixed the masthead. It's not the glorious (I almost typed "glory hole" - I really have to leave work now) banner I promised, but it's cute enough for now and it makes me laugh...and I made it happen. I designed some web. What is it they say about bringing your work home?
Web developing is going well. Maybe even too well. I'm so happy- I'm scaring myself. I LOVE, LOVE my boss. She's an amazing woman who makes me laugh and is inspiring and caring and - I could go on, but it would be gross. She actually said to me, "Tracy, when are you going to have a baby? I just love babies" while we were at a co-workers baby shower. Uhh... When is the last time a boss begged their employee to get knocked-up and take a bunch of time off work? It really sums up how wonderful she is - and I have to say, soothed any fears I may have had about getting P.G. while in the honeymoon stage of a new job (should that happen).
"A whole new world....a whole new place to - " Oh, sorry- Aladdin attack.
Posted by lateshoes at 7:14 PM
Monday, August 06, 2007
You are currently pretty fugly, but, I had to design something quickly to test the code. I promise I will make you prettier sometime this week and make a real, actual, beautiful logo that all your friends will be jealous of.
It will be the Peaches & Cream Barbie of mastheads.
Posted by lateshoes at 5:24 PM