I haven't been cataloging my current issues with Domino Magazine, but let it be known that my october issue has arrived. My september issue though...who knows. I love Domino as much as the next person, and its so hard to resist going out to the store and just picking up a copy when it takes them so insufferably long to consistantly send me a copy, but, let it be known, I am happy. 
One I actually go through the 'zine I'll probably scan a few of my favorites, but in the meantime, I had a wonderful weekend, framed up some new art and hung it on the walls (actually its old art, but I painted some reclaimed frames that fit and now am working on organizing my art wall how I like it). Loves...I'll be back again when life is less a whirlwind.

One I actually go through the 'zine I'll probably scan a few of my favorites, but in the meantime, I had a wonderful weekend, framed up some new art and hung it on the walls (actually its old art, but I painted some reclaimed frames that fit and now am working on organizing my art wall how I like it). Loves...I'll be back again when life is less a whirlwind.






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Leah was on the phone with her boyfriend Ben and couldn't hear him inside, so she had to stand outside, and of course, me being the chatty crazy that I am ended up talking to everyone who came close to me. I also ended up buying a piece! Its called Devil/Angel by Daniel Fleres. It called to me, it was like, you need buy me, I'm a missing part of you and the art that makes you happy. I of course agreed, and now I'm the happy owner of Devil/Angel.
So, afterwards, went to the bar, had a shot and some beer, then hung out late night elsewhere. I woke up this morning thinking, this is going to be a blah, hurricane-style day with torrential rains. About 1.5hrs into work, my boss attempted to not compensate me for my hours properly, and proceeded to be rude about it, and if you know me, you know I've been dealing with her attitude problems and rudeness and derogatory issues for -months- now, so I quit. I'm now free as a bird and looking for part time work so I can focus on school. Yay school. More credits! I hope the rest of the weekend goes this swimmingly.

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I think maybe when I stop trying to be like all of the bloggers I appreciate, and go back to being myself, I'll probably write more and more consistantly. We will see, in the meantime though I need to run to class, no school and I'll never be an interior designer.
