Good bye kitbedosan, good bye xkytsunex, good bye old crappy usernames I've had for years and don't describe me for one reason or another! Hello, FourPartFox! Yes, you can now find me on that screen name ANYWHERE! I even used NameChk.com to make sure! There are a couple places, mainly forums, that I can't change my username and don't want to start over, so I'll still be XkytsuneX there, but meh. For the most part, I am FourPartFox! Woooot!

OVER AND OUT!
Randi

PS- It's my birfday!

Well, it has been a while since I've posted, hasn't it! Some quick updates: I am in the AB Artist Alley, just inside the doors, and I am so excited. My birthday is this week, and Michael and my paper anniversary is coming up in a couple of months. I had a photo-shoot for my products today, which was quite fun. Michael has an interview tomorrow that we are hoping goes very well.

Now! On to the reason for this post! I have a new hobby. And my, oh my, is it ever expensive... I am now collecting and loving ball-jointed dolls! I have four and a half right now. I have two Obitsu 27cm dolls, a boy named Ryuu and a girl named Karen, an Angel of Dream Min named Jonathas (the mascot for my company), an artist doll named Midori (who is actually just a floating head), and, the newest addition, who just arrived today, a DollLove Brian, whom I have named Adrian! Oh, that's right! I haven't mentioned yet... Blade has had a name change. He is now Adrian. Yes, I have a doll based on a character of mine. And I will be getting a Remy, too!

I am so obsessed...

( A couple of super cute photos under the cut! )

Well, needless to say, I'm obsessed. So, if you don't care at all and would rather not read anything about dolls, go ahead and ignore any posts I make using the icon I have here!

Alright, nothing further!
OUT
Randi

So I've been in school for six weeks, now. I've just about completed the Core program. I made Dean's List this month. I got a 95 on the Core final. I sold product Monday, and made a couple tips. For all intents and purposes school is going well.

Or so it seems.

This is becoming rote. It's all the same. Alarm goes off at 7. Snooze until 7:30. Relieve myself, get dressed, put my lens in, do my hair. Come downstairs. Eat something while doing some minor internet browsing. Get in my (or Michael's) car and drive to school. I am surrounded by girls I would have avoided at all costs in high school. Their awful banter, filled with repulsive slang, invades my senses. Their whine grates at my nerves. The constant, repetitive music wears away at my soul. And beyond that, it's all the same things over and over. Shampoo. Blow dry. Style. Mix it up; shampoo, roller set, dry, style. Perm wrapping. Hair cutting. It's all the same things over and over. I eat lunch, and wonder whether or not I should go home. Once I get back to class-if it can be called that-I watch my, er, watch for two hours. I go on my last break, and resist the urge to clock out early. I continue to watch the slow spin of the clock hands, wishing I could leave. At four, I trudge through the line of people all wanting to clock out. And then I drive home. I live online, barely looking up. I eat dinner, then go to bed early, so I can be sure to wake up bright and early to do it all again. And again. And again.

I have taken to wondering how I will possibly make it in any stable work position. I can not have the same thing all the time. I need variety. And a stable work environment will not give me that. Session artists don't make a stable income. So what should I do? I can't have my iPod on during services, for fear of offending the guests. Offend the guests, and they won't buy product, they won't tip, and they won't come back. Worse still, they'll tell their friends I offended them. -sigh- I'm stuck. What to do.

OUT
Randi

I think I'm going to wallow in despair for a while. Damn Walmart. Damn this economy. Damn my trackpad. And damn me, too.

New ear chain n.n

My family has long had spiritual talent. I know my maternal great grandmother had the gift, as well as my mother. I'm not sure about my grandmother. But I have spiritual talent dating back to the Native Americans. I hope to pass this talent on to all of my children, even if they don't plan to use it. This way, it can continue to pass on through them, unending.

ROGER'S GUITAR!!!!!!!!!!

Decked out in NJD and goin' to Boston to see RENT!!

Chloe doesn't want me to draw....

Look who just flew in! On the right be Jaryn, and the lovely lass on the left hasn't told me her name yet.