What we can conclude from this month:
- Allyson only missed one day in April, which means she has done better than every year in the past and still has a goal for next year.
- Allyson likes well dressed boys with british accents.
- Allyson still presses the "new blog" button.
- Allyson likes you guys.
What I did today:
I've wanted to visit Chinatown since fall, but just have never gone. Today I was craving bubble tea, so I said, heck... I'm going. It's awesome. I want to go back.
What I finished today:
(Well, ALMOST) My Secret Garden blu ray project. Fun project, bad bad pictures.
Ps. I didn't make like a NOVEL. It's a 25 page book with five different essays I wrote and designed for my Type class. Don't be TOO impressed. :]
It hit me a few days ago that I've nearly had an entire school year living here in Chicago. It's a funny thing how I still feel like I haven't explored/been to much of the city, when in fact I have done quite much. Here are some of my favorite discoveries of the city thus far:
1) My nutella latte at Ipsento Cafe.
Not only was the latte to die for, but this was probably my favorite cafe atmosphere yet. I must go back.
2) The vegan shakes at The Chicago Diner
This whole place is great (and completely meat free,) but they have seriously the best shakes you may ever taste in your life, and I am not exaggerating to you. Promise. Vegan desserts, as a whole, I find are much more delicious. And the great thing is, you can still eat meat AND vegan desserts. :]
3) Le Creperie
I actually haven't come here since living here, but we used to go here whenever I would visit. I grew up loving crepes dearly, and I still have yet to have a better one in the city.
4) Stanley's Produce
This morning I bought two cartons of strawberries, a bunch of bananas, two heads of brocolli, and three pears for $3.67. Enough said. On a related note, the strawberries are nearly gone.
5) The Dirty Chais at Pick Me Up Cafe
Another new discovery. This diner is heavily hipster but so eclectic and wonderful and 24 hours. Last night I ordered a chai with kahlua in it. Again, enough said.
6) The Chicago Cultural Center
Sounds boring, right? So much not so. I had to write a paper on this building for class and I fell in love. It was Chicago's first library and it is just absolutely beautiful. And it's also home to a peaceful book cafe and an awesome non profit program that's basically an art class for mentally challenged people.
7) Wallaby Australian Yogurt and Hand Ground Peanut Butter
Okay, these aren't unique to Chicago, but they are both absolutely to die for at Whole Foods.
8) Chicago Bagel Authority
The best bagel sandwiches. You will. Ever. Have. And I don't exaggerate this, either. They steam them instead of toasting them.
9) Crossroads
A trendy/vintage thrift store at its finest.
10) The Tapas at Cafe Ba Ba Reeba
When I heard Spanish food, I got nervous. But oh lands, my children. Oh. Lands. Food at its finest. And fantastic Sangria.
Four: I got my book today, if you don't have me on Facebook OR Twitter OR Instagram, then I shall show you a page here.
Five: Sometimes, when I'm tried, I tell stories about penguins and unicorns. This is one of those nights. But no one is here to listen. I don't know what to do with my imagination right now.
"I'm very much a word person, so that's why typography for me is the obvious extension. It just makes my words visible."
Gif:
*swoon*
Blog:
Today was a terrible, no good every bad day.
Idonwannatalkaboutit.
But tomorrow is a new one!
I was so frustrated today that I needed to get my mind off of everything and create something that didn't have to do with school or freelance stuff. So, I whipped up a quick little summerish diddy for the blog. I think I'm going to completely revamp the blog after finals this week. I do have a whole month just to work and play before Dublin.
Who knows, maybe I'll even do a few of yours. :]
Tomorrow I pick up the book I designed/wrote from the printshop. I. Am. Terrified. Our professor told us not to expect it to be perfect, since it is our first one ever and we don't have a chance to overlook the printing/binding process... but I want it to be perfect, guys. :/
PICTURES TOMORROW.
Things:
- I might be going to a legitimate TED talk Saturday morning. This is kind of dreamy.
- I can't stop thinking about chemicals in my food after that documentary on plastic.
- I have a new roommate for next year moving in. And she just finished producing her first cd.
- My mom is beginning to watch Downton Abbey. I'm excited.
- Yesterday morning I woke up to a text from my roomie Jeananne after she read my blog that said, "You tell me to kiss a boy. WELL IT'S NOT THAT EASY."
This is my cousin, Michael. He's a cutie, a hipster, a little absent minded, and seriously seriously talented. He doesn't wear those glasses all the time, I promise. He's also a goof. And a little brother to me.
Anyway, he's hittin' the ground running on his dreams. I have the pleasure to hear his stuff in the beginning stages sometimes, and he's just great. His voice is perfectly indie.
What I'm getting to is that he's entered a contest to perform at a huge music festival in Wisconsin this summer, Summerfest. I am nearly as passionate about him making it as a musician as he is, I swear. I'm like a proud mother. It's pathetic. He's listed as my son on Facebook.
Furthermore, if you could vote (up to five times a day!) whenever you think of it or remember, it would mean the world to him. I know how much self promotion sucks, so I'm just doing what I can to help him out.
When you were a junior in college living in Chicago...
You had to take the train to school for 20 minutes each day.
You had a bedroom light that you never dared to touch, due to the fact that it was possessed.
A train passes your apartment every few minutes. You hardly ever notice, anymore, though.
You work at Gap. This has become a very love not so love relationship. You love the people you work with, but hardly love retail. Don't do retail again. For some reason, this job brings out the most bubbly part of your personality. Figure that out.
You have officially become a girl who drinks coffee every single morning.
This was the first year of your relationship with Dunkin Donuts, and you've finally figured out how to want this coffee. Milk, not cream, and light sugar.
The bagel place across the street is to die for.
There is a very friendly man outside the Starbucks around the corner that greets you in the morning. He makes you happy.
You finally made nerdy friends.
You started to eat a lot more healthy.
You literally always wear skirts. Good girl.
You have to wash your car every other week because the train poops on your car. So much.
You work really, really hard. Good girl.
You live by every shop imaginable.
You shop less. Good girl.
Your room is off the kitchen, just like Rory.
Your house has a blue door.
You had a crush on your English teacher. He was an urban gardener with a giant beard, wonderful eyes, and the kindest most wonderful personality.
All you think about is design.
You're getting MUCH better at waking up, hun. Good girl.
