at the behest of my ganglions
I dont even know what ganglions are. Here I am, nearly in the bright sunshine at Ruby's apartment. We had a nice celebration yesterday, I cooked satay prawns (FUCKIN AMAZING) and sticky rice with the Rube's help. I'm thinking about going to chef school in Vancouver, it's a dream. My plan is to go to Dubrulle Culinary, get a degree in Culinary Arts and then go back to college/university to major in journalism and possibly minor in photography. Lofty I know. But I have will when it comes to my passions. My parents of course are choked at the idea of possibly wasting more money on me, I'm sure. But to insure more a more direct course of action in going to these schools I've started doing work on my own. I bought nothing but food from China town and having been cooking out of recipe books and making things up off the top of my head to practice for chef school (and eat delicous foods). I have also been taking as many pictures as possible. It's gotten more difficult for me to do that now however, because Jono has taken back his pentax and is stingy with the digital. I KNOW, it's time for me to get my own. I do have my own point and shoot and I make do (sorta) with that. I am saving up for a digital, but Christ, so many monetary obstacles come before my camera. On the flipside I have been drawing like mad and am determined to start painting well. Last week I spoiled myself by binging at Opus, this fabulous art store. I bought brushes, heaps of acryclics and coloured ink. I also bougth a canvas pad, and some small canvasses. TIME TO CREATE!!! Actually that's what I am going to be doing today and tonight. I did a sketch yesterday of the chick called Debauchery Woman as a joke, but it ended up being really good. She's modelled after me but with HUGE tits and a leather lace up bodice. She's wearing an eye mask and a ball gag and has her pushing down on the guys head. HAHAHHAA. Ohhh God. I am going to try it out as my first painting, with a sketch, a study and all. I got my septum pierced the other day. It looks fuckin rad and I can flip it up into my nose for work. It's actually a bigger gauge than usual, most people have a 12-14, but I got an 8. I had this feeling that a bigger gauge would look better on my nose and was right. The sweetest thing was that awesome fucking Justin from Blank Generation really helped me out, and I'm grateful to him. Rubin got her lip pierced and is getting two more soon. HOT. The only thing I haven't been doing is writing! Dammitt. I get things going in my head all the time, but when I go to write, they just don't seem good enough. Talk about harsh writers block. I don't feel inspired at all, or challenged. I have a feeling though that I'm gonna hit up ol' Terry Young for some guidance. He was the most influential teacher I have ever had, and I was told that he wants to hear from me. So we shall see. I have been pretty hermetic lately, and it sucks, but I actually got dressed up and went out the other night. My new friend Mikey from work plays in this jaks punk band called The Shivs. I thought they were really rad and had an awesome time, for the hour our two that I was there. Rubert and I took the bus downtown to go to the show and right as we got off it we ran into my friend Sarah who was already half pissed and looking for people to go to the show with her. The three of us went to Lucky and got our stamps and checked the place out a bit. THe shivs were playing but I needed me more to drink maties. We went and skulled some southern comfort with nuthing to chase but a bit o lime. I forgot the damn wine on the counter. With a bit of liquid confidence in our blood we headed back inside to watch the rest of the show. I pretty well enjoyed watching Mikey have a good time up there, and Blind Mark the singer was intoxicating. He just had this insane albeit drunk energy when he sang. I need to listen to their records. We didn't stay for long, I had work the next day, and no money for booze. We were in bed by one o'clock. I guess that's about it. It's been a long update... I better hit the ol' dusty trail....