I feel almost sad for some people that are like, "OMG TEH INTRANET I NEED FRENDZ."
I feel like doing one of those survey things that pre-teens like to send to each other.
It's been a while since I've filled one out.
I made this awesome curtain for my bedroom. IT FUCKING ROCKS.
Seriously, if I tried to take a picture of it, it would make the camera blow up.
I like taking raw materials and making things to quirkify my surroundings, like on Trading Spaces. I'm thinking next I'll make a canopy for my bed.
Here's the idea:
It'll be suspended from the ceiling in the center and four corners from chains dangling from the ceilings.
Lightweight, black fabric would be nice, but I like more than just one color so I'll probably add some pink on the corners where the chains attach to the canopy fabric.
I don't want it to reach the floor, I'm thinking just a couple of feet of fabric draped down so you can still walk under it and all that.
Did any of that make sense?
I was going to blow my pot money at Wal-Mart on more supplies to make curtains for the living room, but I'm thinking...I really want to start on the canopy. I'm so excited!
Plus, I saw this awesome lamp idea on Trading Spaces, it'll be cheaper and faster but certainly won't give me the same amount of fulfillment.
I love making my visions happen, that's why I have so much cool shit.
Except a car. I probably could have bought a car with the amount I've spent on things like marijuana and fabric.
I need a car, bad, yo, it sucks being a broke mofo that has to walk her poor ass everywhere.
Who wants to hang out with some sweaty chick with a mohawk?
S.
