I'm ready for my class tomorrow. Developing film has become really therapeutic for me. Probably because I'm not concentrating on petty teenage angst. And I'm actually satisfied with what I've taken this week. I just hope they turn out how I wanted them to.
My dad saw me looking for winter jackets on Urban and had me go upstairs with him to his closet, where he then gave me his old Banana Republic bomber jacket from the eighties. As if it couldn't get any better, it turned out to be the same one he wore every day he was in London twenty some years ago. Complete with a vintage pair of gloves from London. Once the musty smell is gone I'm going to live in this thing. Photos of it on my daily booth soon.
Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance is on hold. It's kind of disappointing. I may move on to something else though. I'll come back to it eventually. I promise. I'd never leave a book unfinished.
Side note: I need to fix my computer so they realize starbucks is the correct spelling.
Side side note: The heater is on. And it feels fucking amazing.
http://cgi.ebay.com/Vintage-Banana-Republic-Brown-Leather-Bomber-Jacket-36_W0QQitemZ360183904997QQcmdZViewItem
ReplyDeletedoes it look like that?
lol that's pretty funny. my mom makes me go through my older sisters stuff all the time and find anything that I somewhat like,just to make sure we're not wasting money buying something we already have. *smh*
my friday night was boring too but I decide to take a nap and catch on some long overdue sleep.I think it was the best nap I've ever had.
Kind of. But mine is all distressed.
ReplyDeleteI can see where you're coming from. Some days are better spent not doing anything.