Annoyed because I'm not allowed another bunny until I get my GPA back up to over 3.0. I figure that'll be more great motivation, but it'll also be another semester. Agh. I deserve it though, I'm not as good of a student as I once was. I need some driving force, and rabbit it will be.

I am relieved because Mind, Brain and Behavior is over and I'm holding at a 92%. Thank goodness for extra credit.

Now I'm down in Aurora for a few days. I'll be working for most of the weekend. Dad wants the backyard cleaned up and says he'll pay me for it. I'm alright with this. Though we have possibly the biggest yard in the entire neighborhood and it's fairly unkempt. Hello inevitable sunburn.

Brought home enough bristol board to at least plot out some con art. I really need to get cracking on that. Have a few trades I need to ink.

I'll be here until Wednesday maybe, or until my parents boot me, so I'll be sure to see my friends. I think a mecha girls night is in order, because I (somehow) made a cake and a dozen cookies yesterday and I need them gone.

Oh crap,

Is there anyone out there that I gave my address to?
The zip code is 80526.

80526!

Not 80256....
That would put me in the middle of Civic Center Park, rather than Fort Collins...
Agh...

My sticky address labels are all wrong, and there's 400 of them left. I hate when this happens.
They went out on all the bills and thank you notes from the past two months. DAMNIT!!!

Doodling who knows what on UStream tonight around 7:30 Mountain Time.
Come, observe, have fun!

http://ustream.tv/channel/kite-draws-stuff

For a couple hours at least.

http://ustream.tv/channel/kite-draws-stuff

Storm's going through. It's flashing like a freaking disco out there. Naturally, I have the window open.

Rosie came up for the weekend. I was quite glad to see her again and we proceeded to gallivant around the town. Ate noodles in the Oval, went to go see UP (which was awesome, and tear-jerking and made me want to fly cross country to hug my grandparents) and went to the Alley Cat. There is never such a thing as a "quick" jaunt to the Alley Cat. Gotta sit there for a couple hours and take it all in. I think I know what I'm going to paint on my ceiling tile now.

I drove her back down, after having to fight with Valhalla's starter. It was taking a dozen turns of the key to get her going. Thankfully, we made it to Aurora without serious incident, and lots of Daft Punk.

I may be getting another Rosie bunny. Frank needs a lady friend. Lady friend's name is Marla Singer. She's a black and white lop with comically large feet. A bit shy, but I think she likes me. However, Dad delivered an ultimatum (or at least what I perceived as one) that if I get an A in Mind, Brain and Behavior, then I can have the bunny. If I do poorly in the class, no rabbit for me.
I got a 92 on today's test, so I am feeling pretty confident.

Why the FUCK does it smell like cigarettes in here?

Valhalla pretty well died once I got back to my house downstairs. Wouldn't start at all. Somehow, on a Sunday, on Father's Day, Dad was able to find a pair of mechanics that were willing to make a house call. For really cheap too. My faith in humanity was restored a bit and I was able to drive back up here by ten yesterday.

I hope I get a TV soon. I'd like to host movie nights again. Or at least actually play the games I got for Christmas.

Drawing is coming along slowly. Priorities in the next few days are exchange badges, and inks for the RMFC conbook. It's good advertisement to be in the conbook.

....talking to parents just now. In a remarkable stroke of luck Mom has agreed to split a hotel room with me on the weekend of Aug 7-9. And you know what that weekend is! So she gets to cruise around downtown while I hawk my wares at the con. This is going to get very interesting, especially if we end up in the furry block. Woo!

I get bored when I have nothing to do on Friday nights.

I was going to go to Fort Fur Friday, but I forgot the house number once I got to the neighborhood. Will print address next time. Or wait until I know someone else who is going so I don't feel incredibly awkward.
I just want to art jam with someone. Maaaan...

Rosie's coming to visit tomorrow, which should be fun. I believe the Alley Cat and perhaps old town is in order.

Frank can now sing in falsetto.
He's doing well. Still can't get him to use his litter box. Agh.
So long, pet deposit.

My new class, PSY 252, is pretty much all review. If I do not get an A or B, I will.... well it won't be pleasant.

I've taken to carrying around an upside down axe handle in my bag, in case I get jumped by hobos or drunk bros. "I axed you politely to go away..."

I need to wash a load of towels, but damned if I'm not out of quarters.

I need a top hat to go with this moustachey goodness.

Got an F.

Four more points, and I would have passed.

Why am I even in college? I obviously lack the brains and motivation. What is the point anymore?

Can't even pass a 100 level class.

I am good for nothing.

I am currently sitting in a corner of the Morgan Library. Microsoft Word is open, with four essays that I'm supposed to write by Friday. By Friday or all bets are off.
I thought leaving my apartment and coming here would help me concentrate, but it doesn't seem to be doing any good.

I'm still a miserable writer. I suppose it would help if I had but one original thought in my head. Or anything for that matter. I really am not built for deep contemplation.

At least it's quiet here during the summer.

Inked a shit ton of year old sketches last night. Will likely slap some quick coloring on 'em and put them in my "furry bargain bin" for the con. Flawed Anatomy: Ten Bucks or Less! Should probably draw some generic sexy vixens and badass looking wolves to toss in there too. Might offer grab bags, stuff a bunch of sketches into manila envelopes labeled "cats", "dogs", "deer", "etc". Not sure if that would work or not.
I just hope I can turn a profit.

Urgh, I really hate writing. I can't even write fiction anymore. Fuck...

Mom came up to visit. And since Friday, we've been running around like crazy getting fun stuff done.

Friday
-Vet's office, made appointment for Frank's emasculation. Really, it's for his own good.
-Bank, grandma sent me a nice "Woo, you made it through Freshman year!" check. I did the morally right thing and put it into my college/rent fund rather than the tattoo/costume/art fund.
-Got a manicure/pedicure at the local beauty school. They did a pretty good job. Can't go wrong for thirty bucks.
-Got my eyebrows threaded. Look less like a lumberjack.
-Sushi dinner at an old town bistro. Tried smoked salmon on rice.
-Took Frank outside. Am now likely friends for life with the little girls that live downstairs.

Saturday
-Went back to beauty school for haircut. It has very mohawky tendencies. I don't think I've ever had it so short in the back.
-Went to CSU bookstore. Mom got her shirts, I broke my promise to not have school spirit and bought a car sticker and a ram plushie. Plushie is cute and huggable.
-Windowshopped around Old Town. Picked up some Tibetan prayer flags that now hang from my loft railing.
-Got that industrial piercing. Mom came with and got her upper ear done. It didn't hurt very bad at all, it was rather surprising.
-Got my corkboard back from Amy. Pinned all my badges to it.
-More sushi dinner at a different place.
-Now home and all tired out.

Now, pictures!

Industrial! It was over pretty quickly.


Frank. I don't think I showed him to you yet.

Okay, either I'm having that inevitable pre-breakdown breakdown, or I got ahold of some bad caffeine.
I'm leaning towards the caffeine. I had one (one!) can of Mountain Dew on Friday night and about two hours later, I felt like I was dying. Fluttery heart, sweat, nausea, headache, the works.
I've had that happen before, but not to this extent.

And it hasn't gotten too much better since then. I feel horribly tense right now. My stomach muscles won't seem to unclench. And I have giant butterflies in my stomach that won't even subside while I'm trying to sleep.

It's like a minor panic attack drawn out over three days. I can't like it.

All this over one Mountain Dew? Damn, I used to drink the stuff like water in high school. And it's not like I went cold turkey in college either.

Guess I'll be consulting the DSM IV and adding caffeinated soda to my ridiculous straight edge blacklist.

Not much has been going on. Yet I felt the need to write anyway.

-Philosophy makes me feel like a stupid, horrible, immoral person. Which I am, but still, I was perfectly okay with ignoring that fact. Our teacher is interesting though. Strict, inflexible, a grammar nazi, tough grader. Why can't I get more professors like him? I learn better when I'm pushed.

-I want to take Latin next year. I'm going into the sciences, so it could be pretty useful.

-Frank is an adorable nightmare. He's taken to peeing in corners and digging up the carpets. Because of this, I've pretty much confined him to the laundry room with the cage door open until he takes to his litter box/gets neutered. Not sure when I'll be having him neutered, but hopefully it will be soon and it'll clear up these behaviors. I'll likely take him to the CSU teaching hospital. They handle all the rabbits for the Larimer Humane society, so I know they have experience.
He got a bath yesterday, I thought he'd put up more of a fight.

-I must look on the bright side, now that I don't have to play the saxophone for a while, I can get that lip ring I've been thinking about. Just have to decide if I want it in the middle or off to the side. Also, industrial. I should go for that already.

-I keep depleting my tattoo fund (Thank you, Frank) Still want the Mucha girl. Considering a full sleeve of flowers from my yard at home. Lilacs, Day Lillies, Mint Leaves, Helicopters, Grape Hyacinths and Dandelions. Perhaps after the con and finishing my rush week job, I'll have enough to get started.

-New Dick Blick catalog came in the mail! I love getting the new annual and circling things.

-Speaking of con, oh boy, I have nothing for the art show yet. No idea what to make either. Can't bring anything old or from last year. I could possibly put in that piece I did of Kite and Clueless Phillip. What on earth sells these days that isn't porny? Small, cute and inexpensive was suggested. I suppose I could try that. I have 16 cubic feet to fill. Gotta get going.

-I need to break out the watercolors again. I'd be sort of good at them if I actually honed my skills.

-I'm running out of food. Yet the prospect of going to King Soopers makes me nervous. I'm afraid I'll end up buying too much junk. Surprisingly, I actually LIKE ramen, so I could go for a while off that.

-Dad seems way more enthusiastic about me getting a motor scooter than he previously has. He started comparing prices and milages and said the key phrase "Well, you have a birthday AND Christmas coming up." It'll be interesting to see how this plays out. I've found a couple neat ones on craigslist. I'm drawn to the blocky 80's style Yamahas and Hondas. The new pointy Kymcos don't do much for me. Vespas are really nice, but are worth more than my Jeep and bike combined.

-I need to finish decorating. My show posters still aren't up, nor are my various knick knacks and badge collection. When I'm done, I can take better pictures. My Dresden Dolls shrine in my bedroom corner is my favorite part of the house.

-The dryer in the apartment's laundry complex that I decided to put my towels in was broken. Dried halfway and the door kept popping open. Instead of spend the extra buck in quarters and put them in a different machine, I let them air dry in my living room. That took waaaaay too long.

Okay, shower time and then philosophy contemplation about achieving ultimate happiness until bed.

-I do not believe I am an animal. I am 100% human and would prefer to remain that way. Opposable thumbs are great.
-I do not have any sexual attraction to animals or their anthropomorphic counterparts.
-I do not find fursuits sexy. Possibly fun to run around in, I've never tried, but not to bang in.
-I only DRAW anthro animals because I found it fun and I don't much care to draw humans.
-I do not, and will not draw PORN. Ever. Unless I am paid an exorbitant amount of money (think tens of thousands here) and there is a guarantee of anonymity, but then again, who wouldn't?
-On the whole, I loathe a lot of the furry fandom and its stupid, immature antics, but it's not like anywhere else is going to appreciate the dumb critters I've drawn since I was a kid.


If you need any further clarifications, dear readers, please do not hesitate to ask.

Busy weekend ahead of me.

Driving down to Aurora tomorrow.
Picking up bunny on Saturday.
Possibly (possibly) furmeet on Saturday night. If not, girl time is likely imminent.
Aunt visiting on Sunday morning. Haven't seen her in a couple years and she's only ever come out here once before. Must be hospitable and ask her how her horses are doing.
Possibly swing dancing on Sunday night at the Merc. I miss it so.
Drive back up on Monday
Frantically write a paper on Relativism on Monday night.

But at the moment, I have to go clean up around here, decorate and take pictures because my Aunty and Grandmother and possibly you lot want to see what my lair looks like.

Holy balls, I got a lot done today...

Philosophy is sort of fun. There's only 11 of us, so we put the desks in a circle and discussed Plato and Socrates for the whole two hours. I have a paper to write tonight, 2 pages. Nothing too painful, but I like to fight my papers, so...

Summertime rolled in and I realized I didn't have a decent pair of sandals. My leftover shower shoes, and the pair that I wear to the renaissance festival that I have to tie on my legs were just not cutting it. I need something I can WALK in. BEHOLD the Jax Outdoor Company store. I found myself a happy pair of Birkenstocks, which I think look more Steampunk than Hippie.
Their fishing section was full of feathers and deer tails for fly tying. I got a tail. Not sure whether I'll incorporate it into the Steampunk costume or put it in an art project or what. All I know is I shouldn't have taken it out in the car. There is now deer fluff all over the front seat of the jeep. I'm just going to tell people I'm shedding.
Due to the mass amount of cheap feathers, I feel a bunch of new mixed media paintings a la Harpy (http://LeopardPrintFedora.deviantart.com/art/Sawdust-and-Diamonds-99807955) coming on.

There's also an entire Army surplus warehouse in the back. So many things I could Steampunkify. Plus they have steel toe boots. And I've been wanting a pair of those since middle school. First I need to find 120 dollars that isn't going toward the rabbit.

Oh, the Rabbit. It needs to be Saturday now so I can go get him. I paid the deposit for him today, the super was nice enough to cut the fee in half for me. I guess he doesn't "count" as much as a cat or dog. I'm not complaining one bit. Then I went to Petco and cleared out my wallet for a huge cage, bedding, food, toys and other rabbity essentials. Would have gotten him a harness, but they only had pink ones. Poor Frankypoo is already gender confused enough.

Shopped for my own dinner tonight. Got a Soopercard and a handful of frozen goodies. I will master this oven thing yet.

Went to the Bank, transfered my savings into the right places, and ordered new checks with my new address.

Mailed my first ever bill today, for the Internet. I feel all mature and adult. IT'S HORRIFYING!!!

Think of the bunnies, Hannah. Think of the bunnies!

There is a convention in Spokane, WA for fans of the MYST game series.
A whole convention.

*flailroll*

Why? Why can't my summer allow one roadtrip?!!

...that title sounds more sarcastic than it should. I'm exited about a lot of this stuff.

A To Do list

-Pay pet deposit for Mr. Frank Rabbit. Go get Mr. Frank Rabbit.
-Go to Petco, get: cage without wire flooring, hay and pellets, chew toys, litter box and litter, harness (yes...),
nail clippers, bedding, water bottle, et cetera.
-Go to King Soopers, get cheap veggies. Also, Soopercard
-Turn in Job paperwork
-Draw Dragonfly commission
-Draw something for RMFC conbook
-Sketch portfolio fellows.
-Scan Phillip (Poor Phillip, I'm pandering to my FA audience)
-Start making small goodies for con. (ACEO's, Bookmarks, Keychains, Magnets)
-Go to first Philosophy class. Try not to die.

-Continue sleeping like I am. Getting up at seven like a normal person is great! I think this is happening because I take my vitamins now.

Oh yeah, I believe I forgot to mention.
I got the temp position at the Bookstore.

I'm going to be a textbook monkey. Pulling books out of piles and putting them into boxes for all the students who reserve theirs early. Starts in late August, 40 hours a week. I forget what the starting salary is, but it's decent and in the teens. Once classes start, some of us may get hired for the whole year.

So now I have to figure out what to do with my afternoons until August.

You want to commission the Kite, you want to commission the Kite... *hand waves*

Jeez, I leave the internet for a few days to take care of things and everything explodes!
Also, new icon by Tod (ninjahijinx). Go shower him with affections, and moneys.

I am now happily housed in my new apartment. It's a nice place. I'll have to take pictures once everything is up on the walls.

Highlights:

-The roof box on my Jeep splitting open a mile after getting on the freeway. Duct tape and bungee cords save the day. Thankfully, nothing fell out.
-Multiple trips to Walmart for more lighting.
-Getting my new queen sized bed. Oh man, I haven't slept this well.... well, ever.
-My den furniture being rendered useless because the new cushions aren't here yet. This furniture is older than me. Working on that.
-The spiral staircase up to the loft.
-My pony collection being allowed to come out of storage.
-Almost causing a fire while trying to cook a pizza. Not a good start.
-Tiramisu for breakfast!
-Failing a little less at my second cooking attempt. Hard boiled eggs. Sort of.
-Putting my old show posters into frames. Will go up on the walls once I acquire a stud finder.
-Art supplies are all in the loft. It is a terrible mess. I'm using an old shower curtain as a drop cloth under my easel.
-Tons of nature everywhere. Birds abound, and the giant turtle in the pond.
-Getting the place ready for bunny. Still need to put child latches on the cabinets and get a baby gate. Am considering adding a cat to the mix eventually. And carefully, of course.
-Atticus is pissed as ever, but seems to enjoy the scenery.
-SKYLIGHT!!!
-Zippy internet.
-Need new checks.
-Actually having a normal sleep schedule! Woo! I keep waking up drooling.
-Refrigerator periodically makes dying animal noises. It's old.
-Air conditioning is loud, but at least it works.
-Would like a deer head to put over the fireplace, but I figure I'll already scare off any houseguests as it is.
-Must get a birdfeeder and some houseplants.
-GIGANTIC CLOSET! It is a portal to the FASHION DIMENSION!
-I have wallspace. Perhaps now I can commission Miss Monster for a giant cutout painting of Ys. That might look even more awesome over the fireplace.

God, shut up fridge!!!

Okay, must go study for Sex class final. Should be easier than my last two. I hope.

In an interesting sort of happening, I was able to get the keys to my apartment today instead of Sunday, as the rental office is closed Sundays. So I'm cramming the rest of my stuff from Aurora into the Jeep in the morning and hauling ass back up to FoCo. It might take two trips however.

Hannah Baldus, you own too much shit!!!

The apartment itself is bigger than I remember. My bedroom is huge! And tomorrow, we'll be heading to Denver Mattress to pick out a queen sized bed. I can spread out while I sleep. YES!

After that will be an epic King Soopers run, and then an epic Whole Foods run, because hard work requires sushi and tiramisu.

Now the bad,
The interview was downright terrifying. They did the interview with a me and a group of six other prospective girls. While I may have been the best dressed there, I was certainly not the most well spoken. Nor was I the most qualified. I paused too much, I stuttered. I am not holding my breath on this one...

Back to the student listings I go.

It's interesting. I've been in college for whole school year, and I haven't made any new friends.
Our RA doesn't count. She's paid to be nice to us.