Thanksgiving

I was going to write an awesome post about what I'm thankful for, including illustrations. But work was a beast today, and my body has decided to turn to jelly. So tired.

Anyway. This blurry picture pretty much sums up my Thanksgiving, which was really nice.

Just kidding about the picture. Blogger's a butt and won't let me upload anything.

So I'll just ramble, because that's what I do when I'm tired. I'm going on a date tomorrow with some kid who was at my work. I don't remember what he looks like...eehhhh...but I remember that his roommate was super cute. Rats. I don't like dates, because there is sooooo much awkwardness running rampant. And this one will be even more awks, because I won't be able to recognize him, and I may or may not have forgotten his name. I'm pretty sure it's Michael. In my defense, I saw him for less than a minute. He caught me as I was just leaving work, and I honestly don't even know what's up, because I didn't even see the kid at all beforehand. Maybe he was just going to grab the number of the first girl he saw, and I happened to be it. He could've been creep stalking me and I just didn't notice. That's a possibility.

Dressing rooms. People are so messy! Hangers on the ground, pants inside out and flung everywhere, shirts hanging from light fixtures, dresses tied together in knots, broken glass, teeming mobs, MADNESS! PITCHFORKS! RATS IN SEWERS! DEATH AND DISEASE!---you get the picture. Black Friday is the poops if you're an employee. It means grumpy customers, noisy crying kids, people evvvverywhere, and ten zillion zippers to zip up and clothes to hang. Good news though: I walked in on someone today in the dressing room. A man in his undies. It was a bummer. Literally.

I'm going clubbin' tomorrow night, gosh dangit! And by clubbing I mean hot tubbin'. Probably by myself. In my neighbor's hot tub because they are gone. I tried to re-create a hot tub in my bath tub, but the jets are a little tricky. I mostly just got water everywhere. And probably spit, since I was motor-boatin' it with my mouth.

I'm re-re-re-re-re-reading To Kill A Mockingbird by Harper Lee. It one of my favorites. Another one of my favorites: apple juice. It's not a book (that I know of). It's a tantalizing fruit drink that makes teddy bears disco in your tummy. "YA'LL ARE DANCING IN A MONSTER'S TUMMY!" (Adventure Time reference, anyone?)

Therapy tomorrow, yay! I sincerely like going to my therapist. It's therapeutic. 
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Wordplay. Gets me every time.

I should tell my faceless nameless date that, "I just got back from therapy, and oh my, how the tears were flowing. So many lost memories. So many lost moments! So much pain brought to the surface, like lava boiling up and out!"

I think he'd like that.

Hope your Thanksgiving was awesome. 

Be jazzy.

xoxo Safalyn 

(ug, it's one of those nights. Safalyn it is.)

Sharing Time

One of my favorite illustration artists recently posted this picture. Aaand I'm sharing it with y'all.

The title is, "Anxiety." It's almost like I relate to it or something. .........

Bye.

xoxo, Saralyn

Teaser

A new installment featuring everybody's favorite subject: DRIFTWOOD! ...and love. 

This is a preview. 

I'll post new diary entries here and on tumblr (http://threecrookedarrows.tumblr.com/) as I complete them.

Stay funky fresh. 

xoxo Saralyn

 

 

 

Still Out There?

So I'm obviously not great at updating this blog. For anyone who still reads this junk, I'm going to be more on top of getting posts published.

My life as of late consists of sleep, work, and art, with the occasional meandering on my mountain board. (I got a mountain board. It's cool.) I really enjoy work, and was recently trained in a new department. Today was my first day in that dept., and it was pretty overwhelming, but I like having options as to where I can work.

I've been spending insane amounts of time with a pen in my hand. At first, drawing was just a way to relieve my boredom. But I've become somewhat of a monster. I have this constant urge to draw everything, all the time, ALL THE THINGS! I've been taken over. I do art, I read about art, I get on the interwebs just to look at art....it's never ending. Drawing has become a way for me to deal with things I can't handle. When I draw or paint, I can forget about everyone and everything that is worrying me or causing stress. It's really quite therapeutic...until I stop drawing and everything comes flooding back. Not ideal. But I'd like to think that all this drawing time is helping me improve and grow as an artist.

Tomorrow I have my first appointment with my new therapist. Yep, I'm now one of those people: the precious few who get to boast about having a professional reach into your brain and tear it all apart, in the hopes that you'll become less of a head case. I'm actually looking forward to it, because I really want to get better. In case you haven't already noticed, I have issues. ISSUES UP THE WAZOO. It would be great to get my brain back on track. I'll always be a little crazy, but that's normal for me. Anyway. Hopefully I can sort out all my junk and become functional again.

Here are some pictures. I have a tumblr account where I'll be putting all of my drawings and illustrations, but I'll post some of them here as well. I have a lot of posts to make up for, which means more illustrated stories from my embarrassing life files. YUSS.

Oh, in case you'd like to keep up with me on tumblr, here is the link:
http://threecrookedarrows.tumblr.com/

Keep it fancy.

 xoxox, Saralyn