gripe
in san fran-glorious-isco. just soaking all this shit up.
tyler asked if i'd like to paint a little easel. i thought, "sure, why the hell not" and found myself in the out-of doors on Taylor St. between Post and Geary with a dismantled roller a can of oxide paint and a couple of rags making a mess of things as only a frustrated female with no art supplies OR coffee can. well, i think i did one hell of a job all things considered; no paint brushes, tape, tarp, sink, sandpaper, so on and so forth. of course he doesn't tell me this before hand.
i swear i could start teaching a course of advanced fingerpainting for adults now. i'm totally qualified for it all.
oh yeah, and because the paint was an oxide red i was outside with all these crazy fucking people coming up to me and trying to sell my ikea furniture and reciting shakespeare at me and asking me how to get places or trying to get me to watch their cars. what a wonderful time i was having!
someone should pay me for the wonderful job i did.
and the sunburn on my back from working at noon in direct sunlight.
having fun, driving down to LA in a few more days if i can get tickets to see Sleater-Kinney at the Warfield Saturday. hang out with meli and grab lunch with her at Honda-Yu [bitchen japanese in Tustin] and then come back home to san diego that evening, just in time to catch Jury Duty MONDAY!!! god, i hate civic duties.
tomorrow's the Academy of Art tour. maybe sneak in a little Chinese, too.
tyler asked if i'd like to paint a little easel. i thought, "sure, why the hell not" and found myself in the out-of doors on Taylor St. between Post and Geary with a dismantled roller a can of oxide paint and a couple of rags making a mess of things as only a frustrated female with no art supplies OR coffee can. well, i think i did one hell of a job all things considered; no paint brushes, tape, tarp, sink, sandpaper, so on and so forth. of course he doesn't tell me this before hand.
i swear i could start teaching a course of advanced fingerpainting for adults now. i'm totally qualified for it all.
oh yeah, and because the paint was an oxide red i was outside with all these crazy fucking people coming up to me and trying to sell my ikea furniture and reciting shakespeare at me and asking me how to get places or trying to get me to watch their cars. what a wonderful time i was having!
someone should pay me for the wonderful job i did.
and the sunburn on my back from working at noon in direct sunlight.
having fun, driving down to LA in a few more days if i can get tickets to see Sleater-Kinney at the Warfield Saturday. hang out with meli and grab lunch with her at Honda-Yu [bitchen japanese in Tustin] and then come back home to san diego that evening, just in time to catch Jury Duty MONDAY!!! god, i hate civic duties.
tomorrow's the Academy of Art tour. maybe sneak in a little Chinese, too.