Whola Shitola.
Well I haven't posted on here in a billion years, but I'm stil gunna make a short ass post.
I won the Interplay Senior Art Race so I's got $500 to spend at the mall. w00ts?! Interplay went well, Southern Belle has ended and I'm so pumped. That stage manager, who apparently was 18 or whatever, was a dumb ass bitch to the max. Sylvie, you are a block of wood to work with. And Russell can be a nice guy but he is not a good director, blech. The puppet shows were fantastic. Until puppets started falling apart in Rock Lobster. That God Damn mother lobster could burn in Lobster hell and I wouldn't care. Son of a bitch lobster >_< Anyways I'm maybe off to Edmonton this Friday fo a few days. I really need to get out of this town before school starts or I'ma get on top of a church and start picking off assholes, homeless people and pricks. Watch out if your downtown in the next few weeks. I'm tired so if this post is odd, blame my slight insomniac streak I had last night. I'm almost done my Ichimaru painting. It's coming along just fine. And I'm off to paint more tomorrow in the nail shoppe. I gotta get that done so's I can sell some fucking art. God dammit I'm poor. Maybe I shouldn't go to Edmonton if I'm this poor, but fuck it, I'm going. I need to see that Alberta Museum Ichimaru Exhibit before it ends. I need a job pronto or the beginning of school is gunna kill me. I'll prolly apply to bartend at The KEg once I;m back from Edmonton. That should get me some mad tips. Either that or serve there. Then school is gunna start and I'm hella anxious. I'm a little worried about how it's gunna roll down but I'm excited none the less. This is all for now cuz I need to shower and go to bed before my brain seeps out of my ears.
~Clarence
P.S. Bleeding noses in the morning suck. Like, Earless-Van Gogh sucks.
I won the Interplay Senior Art Race so I's got $500 to spend at the mall. w00ts?! Interplay went well, Southern Belle has ended and I'm so pumped. That stage manager, who apparently was 18 or whatever, was a dumb ass bitch to the max. Sylvie, you are a block of wood to work with. And Russell can be a nice guy but he is not a good director, blech. The puppet shows were fantastic. Until puppets started falling apart in Rock Lobster. That God Damn mother lobster could burn in Lobster hell and I wouldn't care. Son of a bitch lobster >_< Anyways I'm maybe off to Edmonton this Friday fo a few days. I really need to get out of this town before school starts or I'ma get on top of a church and start picking off assholes, homeless people and pricks. Watch out if your downtown in the next few weeks. I'm tired so if this post is odd, blame my slight insomniac streak I had last night. I'm almost done my Ichimaru painting. It's coming along just fine. And I'm off to paint more tomorrow in the nail shoppe. I gotta get that done so's I can sell some fucking art. God dammit I'm poor. Maybe I shouldn't go to Edmonton if I'm this poor, but fuck it, I'm going. I need to see that Alberta Museum Ichimaru Exhibit before it ends. I need a job pronto or the beginning of school is gunna kill me. I'll prolly apply to bartend at The KEg once I;m back from Edmonton. That should get me some mad tips. Either that or serve there. Then school is gunna start and I'm hella anxious. I'm a little worried about how it's gunna roll down but I'm excited none the less. This is all for now cuz I need to shower and go to bed before my brain seeps out of my ears.
~Clarence
P.S. Bleeding noses in the morning suck. Like, Earless-Van Gogh sucks.