When you go in search of honey you must expect to be stung by bees.

May 2, 2011
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“When you go in search of honey you must expect to be stung by bees.”  – Joseph Joubert (French Essayist and moralist, 1754-1824)

I almost feel bad for taking the weekend off from blogging, but my week did not turn out anything like how I had anticipated it to and I found myself in need of a shoulder to cry on. Needless to say, I just didn’t feel the computer was quite the appropriate shoulder – lacking any sort of bone and musculature necessary to form a shoulder for starters. I do wish in times like these though that I could just press pause on things for a while and then hit restart once I’ve settled back into myself peacefully. But should I instead find myself lost in the cracks of depression with myself a long way off, well that just wouldn’t do.

So I’m picking my chin up, tossing aside the people who say they love me, but don’t really, and moving on with the one thing I know I can do – soap. In short, break ups suck and having someone constantly trying to keep you balanced in a state of not knowing sucks even worse. But you don’t need to know all of that. And I’m sure you don’t want to hear it. Though I know there are at least a few of you out there who know exactly what I’m talking about and have been there a time or two. So today’s post is about destruction. Because sometimes you just have to pitch a fit and break a few things to feel better. And I found the perfect solution. It’s destructive, crafty, kind of gross, and too cool for words.

If your days in the office have you jacking pencils and paper clips as your only recourse of getting back at that corporate scum who sees you as a number and not a person, then put those suckers to good use. If you’re fresh out of stolen office stock, then snag some from that mean kid down the street who keeps stomping on your flower beds and growling at your dog.
Office supplies are the best kind of therapy. They are easy to misshape and destroy. But from chaos is born something new, and sometimes something better. So kick your office supplies figurative butts and be uber cool doing it.
Meet, the pencil wasp. He’s nasty looking and sure to scare the crap out of someone who’s deathly allergic to bees. But better yet, you use up a lot of aggression in his making, destroying an ordinary symbol of the workplace and turning it into something acclimate to superhero’s sidekick. The entire tutorial for this project, along with making a caterpillar, a common house fly, and an earthworm, can be found on What I Made… Blog. Which incidentally is a blog of pure awesomeness. So be sure to check it out, make something, blog about your own creation, then come back here and post a link telling me just how awesome you are. Because you conquered the world of crappy emotional bs with the all mighty power of craft.
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