A Ghost of Daisies

So cute. So expensive.

A couple weeks ago, some friends introduced me to the art form of swap comics. The results of our labor can be found on Mike’s website, The Exuberant Calliope.

My boyfriend and I are attending a steampunk ball later this month. We’ve been working on our costumes and I decided to sketch out the designs. My dress can be seen in this post.

I can’t wait to try out the photo editing, though I wish they had gone in depth on what they meant by flickr integration.

If you’re one of the ones who are having trouble upgrading your WordPress blog to 2.9 which is hosted by 1and1, here’s how I did it:

• While in your WordPress Dashboard, click on Tools, then Backup. Back your stuff up!
• Then click on Export and export your database. Remember where you put it. I recommend downloading it to your computer.
• Sign into your 1and1 account.
• Then head to the Administrative side of things.
• From there click on MySQL Administration.

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Now go play!

Help from this website.

Photo by Thomas J. Kozak

Animals from the Natural Science Center of Greensboro

A $5 find from the local Goodwill. It’s a David’s Bridal dress and can be seen here for originally $180. I’m hoping to make it into a steampunk inspired gown.

Under Dr. William Kealy’s tutelage this semester, I had to tackle six projects. The final project is a tables-based website for an imaginary company, The Godaisies Foundation that teaches work safety skills. The website can be visited here from Dr. Kealy’s website.

Ten years ago my dad gave me these three keys. Two opened the door to our house and the other the mailbox. I was fourteen and had been abandoned by my family to live with my stepdad. He had known me from the time I was two/three years old and I had lived with him since I was seven. However, we were more or less strangers because I was a quiet child that preferred my books to interacting with people other than my siblings. But then with the strange fates, my life changed into what I would call, “living like two bachelors” in our house for the next ten years.

I moved out formally on August 1st of this year. Due to the unemployment in my hometown, Dad has been unable to secure a job and has sold my childhood home. As part of the deal, I mailed my keys back. I feel that this is the real goodbye.