fucking about fucking time
yea well the semester is over... definately the worst semester of my life. i managed to turn my misery around, but that didnt help math or the fact that im still poor and such. so that still sucks
to recap, i began the semester as a happy alcoholic, turned into a depressed alcoholic. the kind you call a "failure," which, although my favorite title, isnt as true as it was. i still shouldnt drink vodka... as my huge bruises prove.
ive changed my mind from illustrator/graphic arts to printmaker. thats right. im going to make prints. prints of everything. woodcut, linolium, monotype, lithography, silkscreen, and intaglio.... maybe eventually digital photo prints... and i will have my own desk in the printshop next semester. with my professor and all the other print majors. my own desk... so thats sweet. i have lots of ideas. so much i can do... so im going to learnall that bs, and do that forever, and starve and work in the dishroom and go to the printshop after work. thats all i really want.
friends are over rated. i dont see why i needed so many of them. there were a ton too... all my "good buddies..." well... i think i have a few friends now. andrew is my friend. umm... my friend jason, hes my friend. but hes a dish worker, and they are all my friends, so they dont count. jareds my friend too. but hes also dish. and... of course julias my friend, but she doesnt live down the hall and she doesnt have a tripple a battery.... but... i dont think any of those people really liked me. i think they just wanted me around cuz i was funny and entertaining when iw as drunk.
cell phones, i learned, are for the birds. i hate it. they are dumb and theres no need for them. i just got this silly lookiing one back... and the numbers are all there, but why would i want to call anyone? if i see them thats cool... or... well... no need for cell phones ever. unless you are using your friends in an emergency...
what else? i have tails. thats new i guess. mmm... other than that... nothin. im still obsessed with my job. today me and jason got to open the dishroom at 7 in the morning. i hope see how hard ive been workin there. pretty effin hard.
tomorrow or tonight maybe im gonna stop at this sandwich place and fill out an application. if i can get a job here id stay for the break. no one will hire us for 3 weeks. come on man... cant i have a couple weeks off?
son of a.... school is over and im still stressin.
to recap, i began the semester as a happy alcoholic, turned into a depressed alcoholic. the kind you call a "failure," which, although my favorite title, isnt as true as it was. i still shouldnt drink vodka... as my huge bruises prove.
ive changed my mind from illustrator/graphic arts to printmaker. thats right. im going to make prints. prints of everything. woodcut, linolium, monotype, lithography, silkscreen, and intaglio.... maybe eventually digital photo prints... and i will have my own desk in the printshop next semester. with my professor and all the other print majors. my own desk... so thats sweet. i have lots of ideas. so much i can do... so im going to learnall that bs, and do that forever, and starve and work in the dishroom and go to the printshop after work. thats all i really want.
friends are over rated. i dont see why i needed so many of them. there were a ton too... all my "good buddies..." well... i think i have a few friends now. andrew is my friend. umm... my friend jason, hes my friend. but hes a dish worker, and they are all my friends, so they dont count. jareds my friend too. but hes also dish. and... of course julias my friend, but she doesnt live down the hall and she doesnt have a tripple a battery.... but... i dont think any of those people really liked me. i think they just wanted me around cuz i was funny and entertaining when iw as drunk.
cell phones, i learned, are for the birds. i hate it. they are dumb and theres no need for them. i just got this silly lookiing one back... and the numbers are all there, but why would i want to call anyone? if i see them thats cool... or... well... no need for cell phones ever. unless you are using your friends in an emergency...
what else? i have tails. thats new i guess. mmm... other than that... nothin. im still obsessed with my job. today me and jason got to open the dishroom at 7 in the morning. i hope see how hard ive been workin there. pretty effin hard.
tomorrow or tonight maybe im gonna stop at this sandwich place and fill out an application. if i can get a job here id stay for the break. no one will hire us for 3 weeks. come on man... cant i have a couple weeks off?
son of a.... school is over and im still stressin.