Seeing as I've been dead, except for checking up on new deviations, I'd like to inform the world that I bought a candle today.

The flavor was "Butt Naked" and it amused me. It smelled very fruity, I had to buy it.

Huzzah for supporting fellow crafters and their butt naked candles. I wanna be butt naked on a tropical isle.

100 deviations. Most of them are lousy, might scrap them.

However! That is not the subject of this journal. I am journalling because I learned a new technique, one that I am having waaaaay too much fun with.

Hammering wire! I just made the coolest little thing that I need to make more links to to I can make it a bracelet and then I will post.

Also! I figured out how to punch holes in pop tabs, so there will be some poptab stuff up too.

And, randomly, this little five-year-old-ish girl stopped me in the street after buying groceries to tell me that my earrings were pretty. I shall have to post these because the little girl said that they were pretty.

I just sifted through 50 deviations/journals/comments/whatever. Now I have my own uploading spree to begin.

I just spent 4 hours beading after two whole weeks of doing nothing of the kind. I think beading is therapudic, I'm starting to feel better already.

Still not doing so well though. I think I need to buy more head pins.

I really need to put deviations up. I have a bunch, but I've just been dead. That and pictures from the secret cellar at JCA. Shh. It's secret.

I also have scores of love poems with serious inspiration behind them. It helps to have a sweetheart when you're a hopeless romantic.

Besides poetry, there's a short prose piece and a load of earrings including one earring/necklace set with these seed beads I've been dying to use. Eventually, I'll get off my lazy ass and take pictures, but for now, all you people get is a lousy journal entry.

So the people at 41 88 (literary/art magazine) adored Eyesight to the Blind, but hated all other poetry. Eh. I suppose I'm not too surprised.

I wonder what they would have thought if I submitted my latest two poems, the most real poems I have as of yet. I do admit that Eyesight is very real, but I don't feel so attached to it because I'm not too close with the guy I wrote it about. The other two, though...? Meh.

I need to make some new jewelry. I'm finally making some money for it at school. Look out, Winged Designs!

Too bad I have the most inane projects to work on. Bah!

Random: I love my art teacher. I hate how the Drawing 2 class is split with Studio. I wanna be in Studio.