Pictures!

This entry contains pictures. Of me! Hence, the title.

Just because I am (occasionally) a performer does not necessarily mean that I am a people person. I'm really not. I hate dealing with people. If anyone knows of a good part-time job for hermits, please let me know.

This week, I drove on the highway for the first time. Specifically, the Garden State Parkway. And technically, I'd driven on it before, but it was for one exit in high traffic. I was very scary and I hate driving. But I did fine! I used EZPass! On the way home the sun was directly level to my face and I was moving at high speeds with crazy co-motorists. I was pretty convinced that this escapade would result in my gruesome death, but that did not happen. This is something that I thought about. It would have been most embarrasing had I died, because I had the day before made a mildly entertaining doodle on my arm. After a single showering. I wouldn't want the authorities to think I was sad and lame. Even though, obviously, I am. That's okay though! I'm comfortable with it.

Now, in the continued adventures of my hair. I never did get around to getting it styled like I said I would, but as it has lengthened, I find I enjoy it quite a bit. The hair that's been growing back in, that stuck out all over my head during the and gave me tiny bangs, is now shaggier. When I have the bulk of my hair up and these pieces fall forward, I find that I look pretty emo. Or at least, whatever my perception of emo is, I seem to fit it. It's kind of fascinating to discover what unintentional styles my hair develops. So without further ado, here are some intentionally emo pictures of my unintentionally emo hair.

Emo hair 1.
Emo hair 2.

Finally, this weekend I redid the downstairs bathroom. Off the kitchen, there is a small closet that masquerades as a bathroom. It's hard to fit a single person inside it. And until very recently, it was quite ugly. But it's not anymore! It's "Oh My God, It's So French." And I put vinyl tiles on the floor and it was a lot of work but it is awesome. Unfortunately, since you haven't (statistically) seen what the bathroom looked like before, the comparison is pretty much meaningless. But if you were ever interested, I have pictures. I will email you pictures of my tiny bathroom, if that's what you need.

I am only posting this ...

... because I did not make a single word of it up.

Ten Top Trivia Tips about Jupe!

1. 99 percent of the pumpkins sold in the US end up as Jupe.
2. Some people in Malaysia bathe their babies in beer to protect them from Jupe.
3. Jupe is the only bird that can swim but not fly.
4. By tradition, a girl standing under Jupe cannot refuse to be kissed by anyone who claims the privilege.
5. Bees visit over three million flowers to make a single kilogram of Jupe.
6. The only Englishman to become Jupe was Nicholas Breakspear, who was Jupe from 1154 to 1159.
7. Twenty-eight percent of Microsoft's employees are Jupe.
8. Jupe can clean her ears with her tongue, which is over thirty-nine inches long!
9. Louisa May Alcott, author of 'Little Jupe', hated Jupe and only wrote the book at her publisher's request.
10. Ninety-six percent of all candles sold are purchased by Jupe.

I am interested in - do tell me aboutherhimitthem

Lauren! Why didn't you tell me!

Please note that I am currently irrational with glee, and not apt to find answers such as, "I was unaware." to be acceptable.

So, even though I've been in a sort of musical drought and mostly unaware of contemporary entertainment, some things still filter through to me. One such thing is the existence of a band called "Rilo Kiley" and the knowledge that some people I know seem to think they're keen. Also, that this band is fronted by a young lady named Jenny Lewis.

What I didn't put together until today is that this is the selfsame Jenny Lewis, the small adorable redhead, of such films as Troop Beverly Hills and A Friendship In Vienna , the latter of which is a movie that I watched innumerable times as a young girl. That and Henson puppet movies. Man. Wonderful times.

So, now I'm excited to learn about her music, whereas before I had reasonably low interest. That's how to get my attention, I guess! Of course, this is not to say that I will like the band, nor that I will listen to them much. Or maybe it does. But either way, I'll probably have to ask which songs are best to listen to. I may enlist Lauren, as she is a fangirl.