design won't save the world

Last night I headed over to a salon/spa opening with Kimcam. It was wonderful- free manicures, pedicures, facials, massages, waxing, etc.. eats, cocktails, networking. Loved it. Had 16 too many cocktails. After, headed over to a neighborhood karaoke bar and somehow didn't sing? That's got to be a first. Alex met up with us then. Alex stayed the night. I hogged the bed. Alex couldn't sleep. I'm a bad friend. OOPS.

My indy soccer team won our first game tonight. Don't mind if I mention that I assisted (exceptionally well, mind you) on one of the goals. This is a big deal because I'm obsessed with playing heavy defense - to the point where if I volunteer to play offense, I find myself out of my position 95% of the time. OOPS. 

Although, I was extremely torn up tonight. Back & left ankle - shredded. Walked all the way home from North Ave turf with new friend. A good two miles. Need to do that more often. Beautiful walk along lake and nature paths.. fresh air. I get home and sit in my bed because I'm exhausted. I get up to get into the shower and I can't walk. Literally. The shower was rough. Put some of this dragon cream or whatever on my ankle. Kim says dancers use it and they swear by it so I picked it up. Not sure about it yet, I'm sort of judgemental. OOPS. Hopefully that there little ankle is all set by tomorrow because I've got some things to do. 

Tonight, I found myself typing in jenniferwisniewski.com, this being after thinking about what my website could possibly be and helping a fellow critique his newly established site. Please visit the site. I spent a good 20 minutes reading through all the posts/comments/entries and when I got done... i was still pissed I couldn't have the URL. Which, is insane in the first place anyway... because I'm ultra positive no one would see my website if it was jenniferwisniewski.com because they wouldn't be able to get my name right. I don't know why I'm so mad about the URL. I then ended up researching why people hate gingers so much. Didn't find much... except a facebook group called "KICK A GINGER DAY." Not okay with this. Not even a little bit. 

I went too long without watching my shows and now it's an issue. Pissed.  

I want to put my new shelf up, although, I know I can't walk. Which means I cannot do something crazy with tools like put a shelf up. Not interested in holding my pride at the moment... so i'll be straight... those directions and manuals intimidate the shit out of me. The directions make it even more confusing. On top of the intent to create something huge out of 15 different plastic packages filled with things you've never seen before and not really even sure how they work. 

My eyes are closing. It's been a long haul today.

Trading in my heels for my cleats tonight. New turf @ North, 8pm. PUMPED. 

holy updates

I have become obsessed with these chairs. 

http://www.ikea.com/us/en/catalog/products/60099852

Since I'm now in a studio, the main area is for my dresser/tables/bed/records, FIREPLACE, etc. Although, my kitchen is huge. I want to get two of those with a table and put it in the space next to my kitchen as a sitting area. Possibly with a nice plush rug underneath. Ah! Unfortunately, the chairs cannot be ordered online and have to be picked up in store. Hm...

Anyway, I'm now thinking about painting my bathroom. It's such an adjustment going from the deep gold in the main area to the WHITE in the kitchen and the WHITE in the bathroom. Not interested. White is actually my third favorite color (in order; grey, black, white, gold, olive green, just not on walls. ESPECIALLY not on walls. More like ... underwear, socks, tanks. 

Speaking of underclothes.. funny story.. all of mine are pink because I don't know how to wash clothes, apparently. 

Anyway.. back to the chairs.. I realize that I'm rarely home and will rarely sit in them. But they will go soo nicely with my style and other furniture. Also, the space in the kitchen is TOO negative--for you designers out there--and I can't help wanting to fill it... pronto. Thinking about it though... and 65% of the things found in homes are decorative, just for looks.. just to show someone's style. I'm really into my atmosphere and looking at things that I love in my apartment makes me happy. That's it, I'm getting the damn chairs. It will be done!

Also, I'm going to go as long as possible without buying a microwave. And hopefully I'll find the perfect dishes. 

Why do I drink coffee at 8pm? Who am I?

Can't wait to be back at work tomorrow morning and back into my morning daily grind. Luh me dahh tech.

FYI-

Didn't get the dishes. Got a HOT ASS dress instead.

;)

Funny story. My (bear) brothers came into town last weekend to help me paint/move/set up. It was a precious affair, really. They stayed for my soccer game on Friday night. I was playing and one of them was taking pictures. One of my "friends" (my team doesn't know each other well enough yet to call each other friends) on the team asks "UHMM do you know those people? THEY'RE TAKING PHOTOS OF YOU!" Hilarious. 

Also, slept on top of my phone and apparently my back turned my alarm off this morning. Usually wake up at 7 without an alarm. Boss called at 9am. Woke up from lucid dreams with the "WHERE IN THE HELL AM I?" feeling. Turned into a relaxing morning at home with coffee, a longer shower and then I booted off to school to get some work done. It was an ok thing. :)

Just found that all the photos I was going to use for the re-design of the Australian Ballet's AR are low-res. Will have to venture to the public library for books. Drag(s). 

Found awesome set of dishes online--- http://www.sears.com/shc/s/p_10153_12605_02469952000P

Going to see if I can find them at the store. PEACE OUT HOES. 

ps.. enjoy cinco!

Tiny Little Ones

Quick, smalls--

1> I am happy, happy, happy. 

2> I get to eat brats tonight for Cinco. 

3> I found 2 more inspiring design websites.

4> I have buds.

5> I have a balcony.

6> My mom sang "Poker Face" into my voicemail last week.

7> Life.. is beckoning, dynamic and versatile. And we're perfect for it. 

I am back to normalcy with internet in my diggs, which I haven't not had (until recently) since the 5th grade. Stoked. Purely.

It's been a while, but some highlights have been;

1> Having a wonderful date for Jen's wedding

2> Being an A+ bridesmaid (most of the time)

3> Joining 2 soccer leagues

4> My dad's surprise birthday party

5> My INDY3 team, they are so fun

6> Seeing Alkaline Trio againnnnnnn (n's count for the number of time's i've seen them((post seeing them this time)) ). 

7> Having cute neighbors

8> Having the girls, Kim, Jane and my brother around

9> Jolene leaving messages on Alicia's voicemail

10> Finding textsfromlastnight.com

11> Only two more week of Physics 

12> My mom sending mom-food along with Justin + Kevs

13> Being a normal human being and discovering an ultimate appreciation for EBAY

14> Freckle Central

And, for the pessimists (or people just interested)....the low lights;

1> Daniel Faraday dying on lost

2> C.K. holding grudges

3> My basically endangered ankle

4> My kitchen floor

5> Procrastination

6> Having to forfeit every physics quiz because I was instructed not to buy the book

7> Finding that I don't have a microwave

Here are some inserts from "Oh, the Places You'll Go"-- I read this to Elei the other night and it had been years since I had even seen it. Kinda hit me. Way to go, Seussy.

You have brains in your head.
You have feet in your shoes
You can steer yourself
any direction you choose.

You’ll look up and down streets. Look ‘em over with care.
About some you will say, “I don’t choose to go there.”
With your head full of brains and your shoes full of feet,
you’re too smart to go down any not-so-good street.
And you may not find any
you’ll want to go down.

Wherever you fly, you’ll be the best of the best.
Wherever you go, you will top all the rest.
Except when you don’t
Because, sometimes, you won’t.
I’m sorry to say so
but, sadly, it’s true
and hang-ups
can happen to you.
You can get all hung up
in a prickle-ly perch.
And your gang will fly on.
You’ll be left in a Lurch.

headed, I fear, toward a most useless place.
The Waiting Place…
…for people just waiting.
Waiting for a  train to go
or a bus to come, or a plane to go
or the mail to come, or the rain to go
or the phone to ring, or the snow to snow
or waiting around for a Yes or a No
or waiting for their hair to grow.
Everyone is just waiting.
Waiting for the fish to bite
or waiting for wind to fly a kite
or waiting around for Friday night
or waiting, perhaps, for their Uncle Jake
or a pot to boil, or a Better Break
or a sting of pearls, or a pair of pants
or a wig with curls, or Another Chance.
Everyone is just waiting.

Somehow you’ll escape
all that waiting and staying.
You’ll find the bright places
where Boom Bands are playing.


Whether you like it or not,
Alone will be something
you’ll be quite a lot.
And when you’re alone, there’s a very good chance
you’ll meet things that scare you right out of your pants.
There are some, down the road between hither and yon,
that can scare you so much you won’t want to go on.
But on you will go
though the weather be foul
On you will go
though your enemies prowl
On you will go
though the Hakken-Kraks howl
Onward up many
a frightening creek,
though your arms may get sore
and your sneakers may leak.
On and on you will hike
and I know you’ll hike far
and face up to your problems
whatever they are.
You’ll get mixed up, of course,
as you already know.
You’ll get mixed up
with many strange birds as you go.
So be sure when you step.
Step with care and great tact
and remember that Life’s
a Great Balancing Act.
Just never forget to be dexterous and deft.
And never mix up your right foot with your left.

Take care of yourself, bears.