{"id":678,"date":"2006-05-18T23:34:25","date_gmt":"2006-05-19T06:34:25","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/angrypirate.dreamhosters.com\/wordpress\/?p=678"},"modified":"2006-05-18T23:34:25","modified_gmt":"2006-05-19T06:34:25","slug":"is-thursday-almost-over","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.alannarisse.com\/blog\/is-thursday-almost-over\/","title":{"rendered":"Is Thursday almost over?"},"content":{"rendered":"

Where has the time gone? I spent this morning studying, this afternoon painting and this evening studying. Time for bed. Here is a bedtime story. Have you ever read the Jean-Paul Sartre cookbook? I first saw this in an email forward in probably 1991. That’s before there was a real big world wide interweb that everyday peoplelike you and me could use. How weird is that. Anyway, clicky the linky<\/a>.<\/p>\n

Oh! and on the tv show “House” last week, they said “interweb”! Stacie Chun, you could have trademarked it! Then everyone would have to say “interweb tm”<\/p>\n

Today at the studio, as I was frosting my paintings for the Lisa Coscino Gallery postcard show, I thought, how funny is it that I feel like I’m frosting a cupcake. Then I picked up my heat gun, I felt like I was blow drying. Then I plugged in my iron, and I thought, this is too funny, there really must be some sort of weird subconscious connection with encaustic painting and the stereotypical domestic american housewife. I am living out all of the constructs of my culture imposed upon me as a Disney child! I am a prooduct of my environment! I am american! I am woman! I cook, I clean, I iron! No matter what I try to do to avoid it, it pops up somewhere else! This makes me very happy, not angry. My Disney prince did come. and strange as it may sound, I think I held out for him because I knew he exhisted. God, this post makes me want to puke, I’d better stop before it gets really weird.<\/p>\n

Make a wish into the well.
\nThat’s all you have to do.
\nAnd if you hear it echoing.
\nYour wish will soon come true.
\nI’m wishing. (I’m wishing.)
\nFor the one I love.
\nTo find me. (To find me.)
\nToday. (Today.)
\nI’m hoping. (I’m hoping.)
\nAnd I’m dreaming of.
\nThe nice things (The nice things.)
\nHe’ll say. (He’ll say.)<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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