on the ending of art camp and the resuming of almost having a life

i’m actually daring to touch this blog today, something i’ve apparently been scared to do, seeing as i haven’t posted in a looonnnnngggg tiiiimmmmme.

my one-month run working at a kid’s art camp is over! yay! only problem: i don’t really have much to do now. it’s wonderful to have free time in which you aren’t completely and utterly exhausted. there were some really difficult kids this year, and a lot of heavy cleaning to do at the end of the day. i also got a cold/flu hybrid on the second day of the camp which stuck around for 2 weeks (and yes, i went to work everyday), and now i’m sick again with another cold! how it’s possible to catch two different colds in the same month, i’m not sure…

it’s unfortunate that this latest experience working in the studio during the camp was so stressful, because it will be my last time to work there in a long time. my class schedule in the fall is like, omg, the worst ever, so there goes any chance of teaching any of the art classes during the semester. but i’m not sure i could find another job that pays that enough without demanding every minute of my free time. so for this upcoming school year, i’m pretty much job- and therefore income-less. i’ll miss being in the studio. it has a certain smell. a certain atmosphere. i’ll probably miss getting paint on my face, too.

other things that have been going on: i saw WALL-E this weekend, and i think it will go on my very-hard-to-get-onto favorites list. yeah, it was that good. and i don’t usually go for the pixar movies all that much. also, i got together with several friend in what was a marathon of hanging out. it was tiring but good to catch up. it included such highlights as getting lost in a park and ride lot, playing 349837483 rounds of catch phrase, hearing pride and prejudice music on classical guitar at panera, and getting lost in the men’s dept. at neiman marcus (and having a conversation about guys who wear deep v-necks and the scary cosmetics ladies that work there with buckets of make-up on their faces).