nine / eleven

9/11.

it's been 10 years.

and it's still hard to believe.

new york will never be the same, but maybe one day it will be better.  no matter what, it will forever be one of my favorite places.

i will always think of new york on this day.

new york new york, big city of dreams...


and then there is this song which always makes me dance.  enjoy.

a new year...

1.1.11

finally, a new year and i could not be more ready for it.

it seems like every year starts out with the best of intentions and does not always pan out to my expectations.

it's time for a compromise...less expectations.

2010 wasn't a bad year.  it definitely had it's ups along with its downs.

2011.

i'm going to make more ups.

make it happen instead of waiting for it to happen.

loving more.

smiling more.

working more.

creating more.

laughing more.

traveling more.

exploring more.

opening up more.

these aren't resolutions.  just intentions.

time to make it happen...

i wish everyone the best!

love it.

"And by the way, everything in life is writable about if you have the outgoing guts to do it, and the imagination to improvise. The worst enemy to creativity is self-doubt."— Sylvia Plath

tv detox

i admit it.

i love tv.

i really do.

i like watching it before bed.   while i'm making jewelry.  or just when something good is on.

i like the option.

i decided to leave my tv behind when i moved.  p. and i bought it before we moved to LA and that was in 2003.  and let's just say it wasn't top of the line.  it's been a fine tv but lately, it's been losing it's color.

so hauling it wasn't worth it.

i admit i had hopes of buying a new flat panel tv once i settled in.  but too many other bills have had to be paid.

oh how i miss my sweet, sweet tv.

so it's just me and my laptop.  and my itunes.

i've taken this lack of tv opportunity to watch some new shows.

that's how i arrived at "dexter".

and i'm hooked.

i've been watching it at night before i go to bed and often times falling asleep on an episode.

not the best images to have in your mind before you drift off to sleep.

you see, dexter is a serial killer.  a charming one, but still a serial killer.  you get the drift....

before, i was falling asleep to "ncis" and having delightful dreams about mark harmon.  now i dream of michael c. hall and bloody crime scenes.

might be time for a new bedtime show....but damn i love it.

dreams...

dreams.

strange dreams.

even though i've been out of school for, um, quite some time i still have dreams about it.

usually it's i can't remember my combination to my locker or i do not think i have enough credits to graduate and i cannot find any of my professors to help me figure out if that is the case.

in last night's, i was in a class at the end of the year and someone mentioned lockers needing to be cleaned out.  i realized that i had forgotten to clean my locker out in the photo building and it was the last day of classes.  ahhh!

i ran up to the professor (although it was more like my high school gym teacher) and asked if i could run over there to catch one of my photo professors before school was out to help me get into my locker.  see once again, i forgot the combo and needed help remembering.

the professor/gym teacher said no.  even though it was the last day and we weren't doing anything.

i begged.  i didn't want to lose all of my equipment that i had in there.

she still said no.

i then called her a f%*king b$#*h.

oops.  that definitely did not help the situation.

and now i cannot remember the rest.

not like it's really thrilling and you are sitting on the edge of your seat waiting to find out the rest of the story.

anyway, i hate these dreams.  they are full of panic and worry and anxiety.

yes, i know they are fueled by something that is going on in my life.  i just wish they would leave my sleepytime alone.