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avad ([personal profile] avad) wrote2006-02-22 01:11 am

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Day off and finally a big chunk of time to paint but found so hard to concentrate in the studio. bah. I'm going to have to move the laptop out of here. Myspace is like crack. why IS that? Less fulfilling/intimate but yet somehow still so addictive. Like chips...keeps you hungry and snacking...whereas LJ friends page is perhaps sometimes too big/filling a meal to even start eating? hmmm interessssting.

Note: Long hot showers in winter are lush. And putting on clothes that are warm from the dryer..mmmmmmmm:)

Did I mention that a little SHREW lives in the wall of my studio? He is the cutest thing ever. I call him Shrupi. Pokes out every once in a while when i'm quiet, sniffs around...detects me...then runs back in. Once I watched him walk all around...funny little blindish waddle. He'd better watch out because I'm so pet-deprived I'm falling madly in love. My heart skips a beat whenever I hear his little rustling...and I hold my breath, hoping to see him.
Drawing little ferris wheels on pink squares that mean Everything at once. HOw did it get so late...goodnight my loves.

[identity profile] orangelo.livejournal.com 2006-02-22 07:26 am (UTC)(link)
I Love painting on my days off
:)

[identity profile] avad.livejournal.com 2006-02-22 05:28 pm (UTC)(link)
yay. what do you like to paint? Do you ever post pics?:)

[identity profile] orangelo.livejournal.com 2006-02-23 02:42 am (UTC)(link)
:)
not usually.

[identity profile] aztecson23.livejournal.com 2006-02-22 08:18 am (UTC)(link)
Ahahaha . . . Good analogy between Myspace and Chips, and LJ and more substantial food. So true.

[identity profile] spicada.livejournal.com 2006-02-22 01:50 pm (UTC)(link)
I have a dead shrew in a wee box in my freezer. Her name is Shrewbie. :)

[identity profile] avad.livejournal.com 2006-02-22 05:41 pm (UTC)(link)
ACK!! no my shrupi is IMMORTAL!!
:( *sigh* I read that they can't go more than 4 hrs without food...and I don't know what the kid finds to eat (they eat insects only right?). Well, maybe shrupi is why I don't see any spiders any more. That's cool by me.

[identity profile] unluckymonkey.livejournal.com 2006-02-22 04:17 pm (UTC)(link)
I'm baffled by the popularity of myspace to be honest. I really really don't get it. It's a face page with no real content. I guess I'm lonely enough as a person that I need soemthing real to see and real people out there to interact with so I can't understand.

I painted last night!! I took pic of the underpainting and will psot it later. I'm jsut excited that I'm not dead as a painter.

[identity profile] avad.livejournal.com 2006-02-22 05:37 pm (UTC)(link)
I know, it's weird. I'm trying to figure it out. It's like an LJ starter page. There's a blog section but people hardly use it. There's a bulletin section...so you can post something that shows up on all your friend's pages...so in a way that would be like people posting here on their journals....but again, not used very often...or for things other than memes. But then...why not? SO I'm occassionally sticking in something a little more substantial there to see how it's taken. And putting some of my lj posts on the blog section..

See, the thing is, that more of the people I know in real life have myspaces, hardly any keep an LJ...so it's like wishful thinking that I feel they might post something there that will give me peeks into their daily lives....(I abhor the phone, you know that) and it's like checking on them all during the day. It is a lot like a visual rolodex....I'll send messages to a bunch of them through myspace...and it's more private than LJ for that..more like regular email but connected to their page so it is kindof nice to see their face when you send a message. ...

[identity profile] unluckymonkey.livejournal.com 2006-02-22 08:05 pm (UTC)(link)
Yeah I dunno how many friends I've got on there. I should probably check but then again I've got all the luv I need right here. ;)

[identity profile] avad.livejournal.com 2006-02-23 12:01 am (UTC)(link)
true that.how would you possibly DEAL with any more love after being drenched in all of mine...;)

[identity profile] unluckymonkey.livejournal.com 2006-02-23 02:30 am (UTC)(link)
Ooo DRENCH me baby! At least then we'll GET SOME! ;)

[identity profile] babayada.livejournal.com 2006-02-23 09:35 am (UTC)(link)
A shrew?

I'd never expect a shrew to live in a wall. I figured they lived in holes in the ground.

At my parents' house in New Orleans, we get visited by "the critters." The critters are a group of possums that have been around for years. I don't know how long possums live, so maybe we've been visited by a number of generations.

We started noticing them when my mom left food out on the patio for a stray cat or two that was wandering around the neighborhood. They are really cute in a sort of ugly cute way. And they are comical. The suckers are practically completely blind, and they waddle when they walk. They are back-heavy creatures, sorta shaped like an elongated tear-drop.

Watching them eat is a gleeful experience because, oh look!, it's using its little hands!!!!

My folks live near the levee, and I bet that's where they come from. They like to walk on the top of fences... I wish you could see that, cause it's really funny. They're really fat.

[identity profile] avad.livejournal.com 2006-02-23 10:41 pm (UTC)(link)
it's my guess that there's a pretty easy path from the ground under the back patio deck to this part of the house wall structure. SO it being winter he finds it warmer in there. Could also be attached somehow to the basement...anyhoo he's a cutie. Thought it was a mouse at first but i got a good look at him and he was slow and had a little bitty tail and a lil shrew face...mostly blind too...
We see possums around here everyonce in a blue moon. They are really cute in a cute ugly way!:)Hee I can picture the fence walk hehe

[identity profile] babayada.livejournal.com 2006-02-24 09:36 am (UTC)(link)
I can picture your little shrew, too.

I am glad he's in a location where he's safe.

I sometimes wonder and worry over the possums. You know, some idiot with a gun or something who just thinks they're pests... even though they're hurting absolutely nothing. We've had them around for years, though. No one seems to mess with them.

Weird how furry little mammals bring out paternal and maternal feelings.