That's really an appropriate reaction. This post is all over the place, I'll admit.
I recently got a Bamboo Tablet which lets me add handwriting to photos- exciting, no?? Anyways, I've been messing around with that with every spare moment I have. It is a lot harder than I imagined to make it look like your actual handwriting. At first I thought it was hopeless, it was so hard to get used to, but with enough practice I definitely think I'm getting the hang of it.
Interterm is halfway over - as of tomorrow. That means that I'll be able to sleep in 40 minutes longer and we won't have to drive to Hillsboro anymore! Really, this is going to be the best. Tomorrow is the last day that our class has to drive to Tabor, for the last half of January they will be driving to us instead. This class has been interesting, but I've been all over the place with my relationship with it. Because for Interterm we cram about a weeks worth of class into one day - 3.5 hours worth - if I'm lost, I'm really lost. I think my attitude switches every single day. Today, I enjoyed it. Yesterday, time crawled. I'm curious to see how I reflect back on it at the end of the month. So far, when I look at what we've gone over by now, I really enjoy the class. Today we learned that rectangles don't exist. See, it's cool. Maybe it's just the feeling stupid that I don't enjoy, but details like that glaze over with time.


I have recently become a figurine hoarder. All this thrifting and antiquing is going to cause me to run out of space in this little room. Nevertheless, I will continue to photograph the seemingly mundane. As I haven't done a whole lot besides go to class, work, and watch Portlandia, I haven't had much to shoot besides fawning over decorations. They're still new enough that I can't help but coo whenever I look at them. I have to consciously resist the urge. Even right now as I type this.
Awwwwww.
See, I couldn't help it.

If it isn't figurines that run me out of house and home, it may just be books. With the combined power of my cookbook addiction and Jocelyn's mountains of History and Communications books we're looking very knowledgeable. It might be my parent's giant wall of books at home that has infected me, but I love the look of having a bunch of books. It makes everything cozier.
Speaking of obsessions, chapstick. Chapstick isn't exactly decor, but naturally I had to use a picture that I wrote all over, my tablet is new after all. You ought to expect such behavior from me. I may as well explain. Babylips is my newfound love. They're tinted, but not overly assaulting. You really have to be in the right mind set to do the assaulting-lip-thing. These are a nice in between, along with being chapstick. That is why plain old lipstick sucks. No moisturizing qualities. Dummies.
Burts Bees though man, Burts Bees can't be beat. If I was a poet, I would write a nice sonnet all about Burts Bees, but I won't because I'm not. But that is how much I love Burts Bees. All those variations are great, like mango and grapefruit, but you just can't beat the classic mint. Can't do it! If you dare to claim that you know of some competition, please let me know. Because that has got to be some good chapstick.
This is how much I love chapstick. Two paragraphs worth of chapstick love.













How in the world did you get the lighting in the room to look so good??
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