takin' a train, takin' a train

I'm going to see about moving to New York. I know, I say that a lot, but the truth is it's a fuckton closer than Seattle, it's not Virginia, and it might actually have some opportunities for me. I think I'll get that book by Richard Florida off the shelf and see what's to do.

I refuse to be negative about this. I need out of here in six months, and I think I can do that, zero to sixty. I'm just so tired of where I am and the way I'm headed, which is pretty much nowhere. Fast.

I'm excited for classes in a way I haven't been for two years. The one I'm currently registered for has an immensely practical title and purpose. I mean, I did and do enjoy learning things for their own sake, but in a lot of ways I feel cheated, with this Communication degree. With both of them. I have two!

I thought I was supposed to learn about my fellow human travelers.

I thought I was going to be able to take these skills and, y'know, make friends--not come out of it burnt up and brainfried and hating almost everyone, except faculty, and with them? I mostly feel guilty about not staying in touch.

I'm feeling a real attraction and repulsion, psychologically, to body horror right now. Not sure what that's about. I do know intrusive imagery is common for hyperactive people, like me, and I'm getting a lot of it.

I'm also really excited about rainbows. Specifically, rainbow food, sweets and cakes and sprinkles. Something about it is just incredibly satisfying to look at. (I know, logically, that I don't want to eat it; the dye always tastes horrible to me--so, so bitter.)

Maybe I have other things to say, maybe I don't...

Other trends you're gonna wanna watch: glitter in everything, this shade of teal, peacocks, mercury glass, and that French curlique stuff is gonna continue to dominate girls' interior decorating for a while.

Retro-futurism is the next big thing, along with a revisit of the good parts (yes, there were good parts!) of '70's design.

Remember when quatrefoil was everywhere last summer? I can't wait to find out what the next big shape will be.

I kind of hope it's ovals. I love ovals, and teardrops, which are ovals with volume and depth, like a perfect rain droplet.

I can't figure out what the conclusion to all of this should be, so I'm gonna jet while I still have an actual elevated mood to my name.

Peace!