Just thoughts to ramble abouts...

I do a lot of things that are bad for me. Such as I get down on myself for being, me.

Like for having the personality and view of things that I have.

One good example is marriage. I have nothing against marriage, I would love to have a elegant all out class-fest with my family and loving friends. I just haven't really been concerned with that whole step one thing (Which is finding a man to marry) and thus the rest doesn't concern me either. Frankly, I'm just not worried about it. It's everyone else who seems to be worried about it. My grandma likes to make little hints that my Aunt Fran wishes she wasn't so picky when she was younger. Maybe I feel like being picky or just not worried about it.

Being picky... That's an odd thought. Does that mean that I should have taken Shane up on that offer and let him hoist me to be his tehviking wench? Or was I being too picky by telling him off?

I believe that I have every right to chose to be with someone who I actually want to be with. Now, leave me alone about it.

Which leads me to my next point.

I like gallivanting off to places. Which can take me to the other side of the world or move me to Timbuktu. BTW's the next time I decide to move to places unknown or known, someone talk some sense into my while you help me pack.

It's something that I've always enjoyed. I hope to go to Scotland this summer to visit Olivia and her family.

If I was tied down to someone, then I would have to ask them for permission and then consider their feelings before I did anything. And likely I would feel trapped, leave, and not come back for 5 years.

I'd love to have someone who would come along for the ride. Because there is one song that describes how I feel about myself most of the time. Click the link for the song.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZEr2xI7rP-4

See? Basically I don't know where I'm going, but it's gonna be fun from the sounds of things.

Lastly,

My constant want to lose weight. At this point it is for health reasons. I need to lose some pounds to be healthier for both my PCOS and my knees. I want to lose weight, but I know what that entails. I hate working out. I do. I feel great afterwards and with the right support I could get it done. I need classes or a ten minute workout that I can stick to. Plus I don't have enough spare time to dedicate to a full workout schedule. I work 7 days a week, 40 hours between two jobs, and I have 2 lab classes and a lecture. I can't add anything else to it.

Although I did buy cookbooks that are both from Betty Crocker and are diet/low carb recipes. I'll be making a shopping list this week and cooking up some tasty dishes.

Next semester maybe I'll try to take a PE class.

So this is just stuff I've been thinking on in my spare time. I'm not made or anything about it. Just thinking.

I need to stop annoying myself.

Ok, so last night I annoyed myself.

I made up a scenario in my head that kind of happened a long time ago, but hasn't happened recently. Then I made a come back.

I really shouldn't be left up to my own devices sometimes. I got so bored last night that I did this too myself.

For starters, Netflix's playback features got black listed on Google Chrome. Which means I have to use internet explorer. Then when I try to load a movie, it get all choppy and my CPU usage skyrockets from 12% to 98%. Which just slows my computer down.

So that annoyed me.

Instead I spent the better part of last night thinking of this random scenario that never really happened.

In my head it did.

Ok so here is what I did to myself.

Some time ago someone heard that I was an artist. Then asked me to draw them a picture. (Most people at this time know that I'm not that kind of artist) I don't remember at this point in time how I actually responded to this person.

But this is how I responded in my head. "I'm not that kind of artist. I'm a 3-D artist". Of course this is how the fictional person I was speaking with counteracted. "Oh like on the Computer?" This is what really made me annoyed. So I replied "No. Like with metal" And proceeded to go on this long rant explaining exactly what it is that I do.

Basically in the event that this ever happens, I have now prepared a comeback. Hopefully I'll remember it when I need it.

I need to make more friends up here. I foresee this type of behavior continuing.

God Bless,

Olivia

Merph.

I'm annoyed today.

I don't really feel like explaining it.

If you really want to know. Call me.

That is all.

Olivia

Step one to recreating my look: Get hair cut with bangs and wear lipstick

I liked myself with bangs last year, but I didn't keep up with the trimming that was needed to keep my bangs looking nice. So This time I started with a shorter bang that didn't need to be curled to be worn. Basically just brushed and straightened correctly. They aren't true Rockabilly bangs, but all I have to do is add a headband or bandanna and I'm set. It's my interpretation. Plus the girl that cut my hair today didn't really know what she was doing. (I wanna look like Betty Page). I swear she said OK but had no clue who I was talking about.

This is Betty Page, just in-case you didn't know.

I can keep these trimmed on my own, and if I want to make them fuller later, I know how. I just needed a basic guideline. Also I got my eyebrows fixed so that they aren't weird looking anymore.

The next thing I need to do is wear lip gloss or stain in a reddish tone. Of which I have several lip colors of this nature.

Here's a picture of the process so far.

So this is a slow immersion into this. Don't get me wrong, I love being a silly hippy girl with my peasant skirts as well. But a good pencil skirt that hugs the rear just right will get me things. Like beverages.

The next thing is to start buying things that could be 40's and 50's inspired. As long as I put it together right, I'm golden.

So we'll have to see where this all goes. :)

God Bless,

Olivia

What I'm doing up here.

I was asked today by my friend Stephy's mom if I was getting my masters. Kind of.

I figure this might make some sense if I explain what I'm doing. I would love to get my Masters of Fine Arts. It is a very competitive program to get into. Most schools only except 10 MFA students at a time. Not ten graphic designers, ten sculpture artists, ten illustrators, no, only ten students at a time regardless of what they want to study. So it's rather competitive especially if I want to stick around Michigan. We'll see.

I have wonderful talents as an artist. I do. BUT I need them to get better so that I can get into Grad School and get that MFA so that I can have more doors for me. Also it'll help me show my work more. Which could help me become FAMOUS! Oh the dreams. :)

But basically I want my artwork to get better, and the type of artwork that I do involves a shop and industrial type equipment and a place to work, all of which I can't afford at the moment. The good news is, I found a place to do it.

I feel better. When I talked to Stephy's mom she said I sounded a lot happier. That's because I am. I miss all my friends that are 8+ hours away, but I know that it wont be long before I'm home again.

Sometimes you have to get away from everything to remember who you are. And well, I'm starting to remember. I smile a lot more, I feel all fluttery again (Like a butterfly that has a field of flowers in front of them), and I don't feel as negative.

Plus I'm welding again. And that makes me VERY happy. I'm getting better at it too. Even if I kinda singed part of my left eyebrow off. I had my head to close to the weld and too much arc length causing too much spatter, some flash went down my hood, and I smelt burning hair. My head was covered so I didn't know what had burned, and kept going. My roommate Sean confirmed it for me. You can kind of see in the picture that my arch is missing.

This morning I did notice some very ominous clouds. I was worried they were snow clouds. They looked dangerously like snow clouds. They might have been, but the temperature was too warm for it. Winter's coming for me though, I can feel it in my joints. I'm prepared though with warm clothing and boots.

Also, I'm changing my hair style a bit. I'm going for a full on Rockabilly look. And I'll have a Barbie Doll pony a lot. I'll post pics after I get it done. I rather excited for it. I figure, I always admired Rosie the Riveter and well might as well do it up right.

Well, that's all for tonight. :)

God Bless,

Olivia

Musical Goodness

So I went out with Matt to check out a few bands. The one was a local band, Midnight Manual. Not bad. They did a fantastic cover of Kashmir, by Led Zeppelin. I took video of them playing but I need to edit the sound quality before I post it. I did take a few pics.

Midnight Manual is a six piece band with 2 guitars, a hollow body, a bass, drums, and a violin player. They also snazz up the place by dressing in suits and a dress (one girl). They did a couple of covers, but the very last song was their cover of Kashmir. It was the best cover I had heard in a long time. The lead male singer has a set of lungs on him. He could probably cover RUSH no problem. The girl had an interesting voice, she covered Florance and The Machine's "Dog Days". But her voice was more unique. I'd go see them again.

The next band was also a six piece band. The had a Xylophone player, a keyboard, 2 guitars, bass, and a semi ridiculous drum kit. They were called Life Sized Ghost and they were from Grand Rapids. Which was the band we actually went to see. I couldn't really hear the singer, she never asked to have her mic adjusted. They did do a pretty good cover of "My Guitar Gently weeps" as well as their own songs. Many crazy Xylophone solos.

It was a good night. I slept really well after that. The long islands probably helped too. Then I had to drag myself into work. I do believe that I haven't been getting enough sleep. I will try not to wear myself out, or I know where it will land me.

Good night, God Bless. :)

~Olivia

Welding :D

So I "stick" welded today. These are my welds, The top is 6011 rod and the bottom much nicer is a 7018 rod. I'm not very good at it and needed to weld with my left hand. Which turned out to be ok. I had to slow down and move slower, I'm too used to MIG welding.

The difference is, for people who don't know, is SMAW or Shielded Metal Arc Welding is that you take a stick of filler metal that is covered in Flux, put it into an electrically charged handle, strike the surface, as it melts down you have to move your hand closer to the welding surface. This type of welding doesn't require any gas.

MIG welding has a wire feed in the handle. It has a constant speed that you can slow down or speed up depending on how much is needed in conjunction to how much electricity and argon gas are used when it comes to the thickness of the metal. So you just pull the trigger and go. Much less involved and you basically just pull across the surface at a constant speed and you don't really need to worry about moving closer to the metal.

Now I'm sitting at my post in the Monitor's Office waiting for someone to show up who wants to work tonight. There is two other people here. The Ceramic's monitor and a girl working in the Metal's studio.

It'll pick up in a few days.

New Blog

I've decided to start a new blog while I'm residing in the U.P.

I just think that it would be easier for me to get updates to people if I just started a blog.

So here goes. It's September 5th. And we have a frost advisory for tonight.... Welcome to the Marquette.

Basically I'm unpacking more stuff today to get things more organized in my life. Then I'm reading my Welding book. :)