Helter-Skelter Hum Drum Ranting

I'm feeling quite...nostalgic is the first word that comes to mind. Yet yearning for the familiar doesn't seem quite right. Although I can't say I yearn for the unknown and unusual either, so that, for now, will have to do. I feel like, well absolutely nothing to tell the truth, but I was going to go for reading. I think the next book I pick up is going to be Death of a Salesman or possibly A Million Little Pieces unless someone of high importance persuades me otherwise. I don't read just anything, although I usually enjoy everything I read. I describe my taste in books as involving the classics. I can't seem to settle down these days, and this includes my mind as well. I'm in the middle of about five (really six) art projects at the moment. Coming close to finishing about two. I now more than ever before have a longing to belong to a different decade. And although I think the Sixties will always be my favorite, I've taken quite the liking just recently to both the Seventies and the Twenties. I know it's quite the jump...flapper or hippie, the hardest question anyone could ever be faced with! I also know that I'm being completely random and using the word quite quite frequently right about now. =] Going back to books, I've bought quite (there it is again, I might as well go for a record) a few of them recently. Surprisingly though none of them have been actual novel/short story/book books. I've instead picked up Best-loved Folktales of the World, Poetry in English, (please don't laugh at me for this one) The Magic of Scarf Fashion...With the Scarf Clip, The Photographer's Handbook, and School The Story of American Public Education. Yes, somehow within two weeks time these are the books that managed to grab my attention and tickle my fancy (feel free to cringe along with me at the sight of that terrible cliche of a phrase). I've also managed to buy Barry Manilow on cassette and wear a shoelace as a headband. =/ The shoelace headband thought made me think of something that requires my indecisive mind to go back to the decade topic. One thing I do love about THIS decade is that ALL decades can co-exist in it. Nearly everything-give or take a few things that no one wants to come back into style (like stir-up pants and shoulder pads) is in. So I CAN be a flapper and I CAN be a hippie, and I CAN look mod, and wear a Sgt. Pepper's style jacket one day and an over sized sloppy Joe (50 bonus points for knowing what that is) the next. And I LOVE it! The thing I hate about this decade however, is that there isn't a key look, nothing that defines the era. Hoodies were huge for a while and for the most part still are, although I personally think the craze has died down. And ripped jeans were all the rage as well. But this is nothing. We have yet to come up with anything new, we find it cheaper and easier just to steal. And quite (cause I haven't used it in a while) frankly I don't like this. That's enough of my pointless, but hopefully entertaining to anyone who might read this, rant. I just wanted to blog cause I hadn't for a while, and though I wasn't depriving anyone of an amazing or gossip ridden read, I was robbing myself of some stress-reducing self prescribed therapy in a way. Blogging is my way of getting everything out, and oh I know what your thinking. "Boy was that risque and revealing!" haha Am I right? Well, you'll just have to come to terms that I'm a boring person who's worries and troubles involve school work, which tv dinner do I want to eat today, what my twitter status should read, and which one of my favorite tv shows that come on at the same time do I want to watch tonight?! Oh geez....Later. =]