Infestation

At the risk of sounding overly dramatic, I hereby state that my room is infested by bugs and various tiny, exoskeleton-bearing critters. Every night before I go to sleep I have to check every nook and cranny of my room to make sure there are no creepy-crawlies. It makes me sound paranoid, but I can't bear the though of bugs crawling all over me, with their multiple legs and tiny statures. Imagine the places they can crawl into, and try NOT to feel your skin crawl.

Crap. Hang on. Moth snuck in...

Wow. What a polite moth. I opened my door, and he flew out, close to the floor. Kind of like a visitor that's finally realized he has overstayed his welcome.

In other news, Michael Jackson is dead. At least now I can enrich my music collection without supporting an alleged pedophile. (Pedo-PALOOZA!)

I should get to sleep. I have a feeling I'm going to be dragged out of bed at some unholy hour (before 12:00 p.m.) to get my hair cut. I'm not complaining about the haircut part. My hair is getting unruly because my layers have grown out, so I no longer have any volume to my hair. Picture Severus Snape, and you've got what my hair looks like, no matter the amount of blow-drying or hairspray.

Speaking of which, very excited about the Harry Potter movie. Looks awesome. Also want to see Ice Age. Scrat? Love interest? Innuendo (nuts)? Sounds like a hit for all ages. ;]

I managed to doodle several things today. Made me happy, considering I wasted part of my day playing PS2, and the other part staying in the garage, watching a freakish storm with ridiculous winds. Yes. My whole family was in the garage. Yes, we were having a blast. My dad was laughing when the storm started. He was oustide, we were inside, and we still heard him. Fun stuff. Gotta love the insanity of my family at times. :]

Anywho. Among the things I doodled was this (point right). I've actually considered getting my hair cut like this. Kind of choppy and very geometrical. Unfortunately, I doubt I could pull it off. Especially considering I'm the type of person who hates standing out. I'm just going to stick to getting a trim. Keeping my "reverse-mullet" hairstyle, as my sister lovingly calls it. :\

Going to scour my house for interesting objects tomorrow. Setting up a still life to get one of my art summer projects out of the way. Painting. On canvas. I'll probably get pissed and abandon it halfway through, though. Oh, well. It's the only thing I can think of doing. I'm too intimidated by the fact that whatever I do is going in my portfolio. So it's kind of important, and I don't want to waste time on something I can't put in. Though, technically, I'm wasting time thinking of what to do. Oh, well. Reality plays cruel tricks sometimes.

Ok. Placed a sweater at the bottom of my door to prevent the creepy, stalker moth- as well as other things. I'm going to go to sleep now. Hopefully exhaustion will drag me to sleep. Probably not, though. I swear, why can't I have this much energy during the day; when I actually need it? Blah.

-Julie