edible art

last night's boredom-inspired creativiy, via down time at work.  did i mention i'm a sushi waitress?

my best therapy

i have read somewhere, during my lifelong venture of random and excessive word consumption, that a cat will press the bridge of his nose up against whatever he may be laying near - say the arm of a couch or the back of a chair - so as to slightly cut off the flow of oxygen and immerse himself more quickly into the deepest state of sleep.

there is nothing better than sitting on the carpet on my knees and plopping myself forward until the top of my head is almost flat on the floor, wherein my cat presses his face against the side of mine, nose in my ear, purring and rumbling as if to tell me all his kittenish secrets.

they follow their instincts; i follow mine.

day one

let's begin at the beginning...

 

 

countdown...

it's almost midnight...almost.  i am drinking a dark beer that says "Hum Bug" on the label and cheersing myself to extreme fatigue due to the completion of my FINAL final project for Fall term.  at 3pm tomorrow i will officially have no more homework to turn in for an entire glorious month, which means my first "real" post will commence sometime on the 11th.  and 12th.  and 13th...

my goal...

school is out.  almost.  and only temporarily.  but on my list of things to do, including read Fear and Loathing and catch up on my 100 Photo Challenge, is to post something to this blog everyday during the winter break.  it's my own version of this.  so the next few days will be spent not only finishing a final project - an annotated bibliography centered around this favorite lady of mine - but preparing for my initiation into the world of blogging...