Meet Martha

If I send you an invitation to any application on Facebook, I'm sorry. However, I carefully selected you because 1) I thought you may actually be interested in it (unlikely), 2) I know you're the type of person who doesn't pay attention to Facebook or deletes all invites, or 3) you're the one who sent me the invite, so hah.

Anyways, if I ever send you an application invitation, feel free to delete it without a thought. I probably sent it to you because that's what I thought you would do.

And on that note. I just took the Dr. Phil's Personality Test, courtesy of Ben I and Brad's invitation, and my results made me chuckle enough that I thought I'd share them:

Your Score: 43

Others see you as someone they should "handle with care." You're seen as vain, self-centered, and extremely dominant. Others may admire you, wishing they could be more like you. However, they don't always trust you, hesitating to become too deeply involved with you.


And here is more of the newly named Martha:

Kitten!

She's adorable. She doesn't have a name yet. And don't worry, she's not mine. I'm waiting til I get settled down in one location to get a kitten.

I knit a hat

An Amelia Earhart aviator cap. It took about a week, and I managed to mess up a ton. But all in all, I like it.

Soon!

Soon, my friends, I will have the internet up. And will be reconnected. So I will be Skypable and blogging. So I will put up pictures of who my housemates are and a little blurb about them. And then take you on a pictorial tour of my house.

Right now I'm applying for a work permit and jobs, yay. And knitting. And sewing. I'll have a fun hat to post on here in a couple of days, I believe.

I just watched all of Samurai 7 last week, which was an awesome anime show with a disappointing ending, and I'll be flying through Full Metal Alchemist this week, probably. I've been watching it, but not with a huge amount of dedication.

I got a haircut. Nothing crazy. The usual with some bangs. I can feel the itch to dye my hair returning. That should be fun.

Whether I make it out to Cape Hatteras or not is kind of up in the air and depends on whether I get this job that I really want. And as far as England for Christmas, I don't see why I wouldn't be able to go if Dad can spot a ticket. I'm so happy and jealous and sad that you're moving to England, Ben and Jaime. I'm so happy for you, but so sad for myself. Well, I guess I'm just sitting around in Nova Scotia anyways, so I can hardly label myself terribly accessible. Maybe I'll move to St. John's, Newfoundland, where I hear flights to London are super cheap.

Well, tonight I'll be sewing, and hilarity will no doubt ensue, and it will all, of course, be publicized on here.

Where I am

So, I'm back in Antigonish, and I have been for a couple of days, getting all settled in. So far, I think I'm liking Antigonish better in the summer. I'll be searching for garage sales in an attempt to find a much needed dresser for my room.

What sucks, though, is we don't have internet yet. Well we do, but it's in one room, and the wireless isn't set up yet, and my housemate who has the internet in her room is in Halifax this weekend. However, she was very cool (of course) and let me come into her room and use the internet here for a bit.

Anyways, I just thought I'd let you know that that's where I am. In a communication limbo.

And I got a sewing machine! (!!!!!!!!) Oh yes.

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This one's for Ben's dorkinessThis one's for Anne's surprising punkness

And this is because we're all so cute.

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I liked how much Ike was smiling in these.



There are so many smiling photos from this day, that I thought this one was great.

Patches is so badass, she makes Samuel L. Jackson look like plankton.

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Ben had a mullet.

other than Ricki Lake naked, it was great

Well, Bloggers and Blogettes, I'm in Maine. Did I already write about this? I was going to go to Ohio in anticipation of Sophie's arrival, but I had to keep holding off on buying the tickets, because I couldn't tell exactly what day I was going to be able to leave. When I finally knew, though, the tickets had quadrupled in price, and it just wasn't realistic anymore to make it out. Fear not! I'll make it out eventually. In early June, I hope. I'm trying to get a job, though, so it sort of depends on that as well.

You know what I've always thought was hilarious? I will tell you. The signs on automatic doors that say CAUTION AUTOMATIC DOOR. First, who needs the warning. Especially when they're sliding doors. Though that could actually be pretty funny. Leaning against the wall, minding your own business, and then "AaAAUAGHH!" Second, what is with the way they're written? I really read it as "automatic caution door." This door automatically cautions me. cool. And then have to scramble it around to Caution, automatic door. Does having hte words in different colors really justify putting the words in that order? Why? Why?!! Whew. I need to calm down a little bit.

I keep my feet warm on my computer's power bar. Sad.

I watched The Business of Being Born last night, which, based on their Netflix review, Ben and Jaime have seen. I liked it. Other than the obvious bias, and Ricki Lake, and Ricki Lake naked, I thought it was great.

Old photos

I've been looking around trying to find that one black photo album we all made of Mom. While trying to find it, though, I of course ended up opening up boxes with tons of other photo albums. I opened some up, and thought there were some great photos.

So, I picked some photos that I thought were either very cute, very incriminating, or just very interesting. And no, I didn't scan them. A) the scanner quality here sucks B) it takes forever. Instead, I took photos. I don't know what the best setting is to have the camera on, but I tried it a few different ways, and macro really seemed to work best. You can fillet me for doing this, but just remember. The photos are all still here, in their original photo-y form. They can be scanned nicely if you want me to. Oh, and they are all put neatly back exactly where they came from, fear not. Oh, and there are doubles of some of these, if you actually want an original. So, here goes. I might spend a few posts covering the ones I did, since there are a few.

Some of these I like because we've all seen the one where we're all smiling, or looking the right way, and these ones where we aren't all cooperating or doing the right thing are much more interesting.




Lauren!

Ben, you are awesome and scary. Who is this in front of you?
Anne!

quick and dirty fun with a black pastel

I'm attempting to learn how to draw trees. I hate trees.

THINGS!

The back-up singers must hate the American Idol contestants. Considering how much the contestants struggle alone, I cringe at the thought of them trying to do harmonies with one another.

Happy birthday, Sam!! Happy birthday, Sophia! I am so jealous that you guys get to share a birthday. Evie just missed mine, and I can't imagine getting lucky enough to have another niece or nephew born close enough in April to get my hopes up. Who knows, though, we are prone to April birthdays.

Is Sophia Sophia, or will she be called Sophie? Because I think Ella and Sophie sounds really good together. 21.25" is pretty long, right? Let's look it up... .25" over average. Nice job, Sophia.

Well, this is it. The end of the academic year. I took my last exam today at 2pm, and my room is all clean and mostly empty. I've taken two loads of my junk over to the house I'm renting, where the landlord (Blaise) is kind enough to let us store some stuff there til our lease begins. My microwave and fridge are gone, so I've been eating peanut butter and jelly out of the jars. Not like I wasn't doing that before my fridge and microwave were gone, but when they were still here, I at least had the PB&J with some cold pop and a bag of popcorn afterwards. :-P

However, during all my cleaning I found $7 in change on the floor, so I'm going to have a vending machine feast! Pop, popcorn, and maybe a candy bar. Ohhhhhhhhh, yeah!

Mandy's Art Studio: XII

And that is the end of anything from my painting class this year.

Mandy's Art Studio: XI

Thread. The lighting that I took this photo in gave it a sort of false glow. I never remember to take them during the day, when the sun is out, so I always have that lightbulb glare.