The Digital Rabbithole

For a class we have to design a line of clothing, which has been shortened to about thirty garments.

Everyone does womenswear which is rather cliche and boring, so I proposed designing clothes for Sims like Second Life. It was given the green light by my professor.

I didn't really know much about Second Life aside from an article I read, but the more I research it the more it frightens me! It's so huge and involved that I think it's nuts! I still do not have a SL account, but reading up about it more and more frightens me. I remember The Sims being addictive, but this community seems like it's more escapism than having a good time.

Buying genitalia? WHAT.

I'd rather scrap this project rather than falling into the rabbithole and never being able to climb out.

Ugh ugh ugh

Fashion show coming up. And I HAVE to do it. But inspiration's failing me because all the things that make me unique I'm finding that other girls are doing!

Circus? Oh some girl trains on silk and wants to do it.

Kooza? Oh some girl saw it and thinks it's way awesome! Where were you then six years ago before Cirque du Soleil became mainstream? Oh, that's right!

Pin-Up? Overdone yes, but would have been fun.

GAH! Think, think, think!

Resolve

It's a new year. New day.

Let's not repeat the past. Forge ahead. Shed away what haunts you.

Believe in yourself.

You're worth it.

Scary Stuff

As I was waiting for my bus outside of school, several people made a bit of commotion over something on the bus shelter's metal pole.

Listening to their conversation, it turned out to be a huge bullet hole that went straight through the pole and into a neighboring light pole. I felt a little freaked that I had heard nothing about it on the news or in the Chronicle so I researched it.

According to SFCrime Blog, Friday at 10PM a man was shot. And the comments discussing it were even more frightening as no one has been arrested as of yet.

Now I've seen random violence in this city, but never a shooting. And it also freaked me out that I had been waiting at that exact spot a mere 2 hours prior since I usually take that bus home. And usually I wait there after a night class, so had this been on Thursday I would have been there.

It's so scary. Things like these make me freak out that I'm living in a city. That and the rising cost of living.

Boob-ocity

Yam-Yam: (grabs waist) Ooo, so tiny! (grabs boobs) Ooo, not tiny!

Ja-Ha: (hugs) Hmm... not wearing a bra today, huh?

No more plastic bags

""I think it's an idiotic utopian notion, which is typical of the Board of Supervisors," Casey said. At the store, the checkers double-bagged nearly every item, he noted, adding, "I can't help thinking paper uses more resources than plastic.""

Booyaka

So it's 10:00 at night and I'm riding the 21 home after class. The bus is nearly empty and during its regular route it passes by St. Mary's Hospital. The fog was beginning to roll in, but visibility was about 80% at the time.

I glance out the window and catch the hospital's directory sign and see a buck naked man. Now, the hospital is next to Golden Gate Park which is notorious for its denizens of crazy homeless men. But this man was clean shaven and desperately trying to cover his bait and tackle -

And oh man I wished I could have taken a pic of it. Hilarious. Man, it was a little too chilly for that.

Inevitable

Maybe there is no such thing as love. I think it's just a fancy word for dependency.