02.26.2000

    Mmmm... Saturdays.

    Got up fairly early and watched cartoons on the Cartoon Network. Caught Cow and Chicken and Dexter's Laboratory which were both pretty funny. At 10:30 is PowerPuff Girls but I think I'm going to miss it as I need to get on with my day and hop in the shower.

    Worked from home yesterday. I've been working on putting together some system icons for a client. It's kind of a stretch to try and design something for a product that needs to fit into both a 32x32 and a 16x16 pixel square. It's like designing on a grain of rice. The product is something that sits on a server with a command line interface and examines incoming packets. They company has no marketing materials, no graphical interface developed and no imagery associated with the product. All I had to go on was some keywords and a description of what the product does. Heh. I managed to throw together a range of icons and they picked one that was somewhere between conservative and pretty damn cool.

    It's so nice to have the occasional luxury of working at home. When I was freelancing in L.A. I got fairly sick of the apartment but it is nice to work in my pajamas, drink my favorite kind of coffee and listen to my music really loudly. Poor Oz, lonely cat unloved by all, followed me around the apartment all day yesterday. He would sit on the monitor and snooze until I got up then he'd follow me to the kitchen and start begging (for coffee?), follow me into the bathroom and curl up next to the toilet (have you no shame?), sit on T's nightstand while I talked to clients on the phone and tried to eat the phone cord or purr in my ear, back to the computer to sit on the monitor and try to catch the cursor. It was so cute and so sad. Poor little guy must get awfully lonely and bored.

    A few months ago I telecommuted and Oz sat on my desk and stared at me. He started to fall asleep and his eyes would close slightly and he'd start to sway a little bit. Then he'd wake himself up and stare at me some more. It was pretty comical.

    I have purple hair.

    It was more or less intended to be a rich shade of brown with reddish undertones. For the most part, it is, except where I got the highlights before... those are purple. (I have become a woman who dyes her hair. How did it happen? Can I break the cycle?) Jeff, my stylist, kept asking me what I thought. I'm fairly ambivalent about my hair. Unless the cut is really bad, it doesn't really faze me. So, I just sort of said, "Ih, whatever." That sort of comment probably makes Jeff nervous but what am I gonna do? Jump up and down and gush over my lovely purple hair? I'm hoping it settles down a bit after a few good washings. I think hair dye is too much maintenance for me.

    Today is Weve's wedding. Should be a good time. Now, most all of The Girls are married. How strange. I fear what comes next.

    Lastly, for today, what do you think of my new design? I restored the original design for 1999 since I kind of liked that so if you miss the rainfall then check out the archive. The font is Silkscreen and the title graphic I actually dreamed up while sleeping. (T. thinks it's creepy.) I'm taking this digital typography class at the art college and totally loving it. I need to get better at Illustrator though. I'll probably be working on bettering my skills this week instead of writing here. You understand. Anyway, I keep dreaming about fonts and typography -- it's sort of stressful. I feel like maybe I've already talked about it in this journal but I'm too lazy to go back and look for it. It's already broadened my horizons immensely. It's one thing to sort of tip-toe around an issue, trying to educate yourself to its vagaries and influences and rhythm and it's quite another to be thrown in and forced to confront it. I really needed this.