A long short week.
It was so long and quick at the same time. From where we left off, I dropped off job applications and then had to take the T to South Station to catch the silly bus. I admit, they're a hell of a lot more organized now. We even left 10 minutes before we were supposed to. Buses get more miserable every time I take them. 4 hours without a break, and I want to die.
Got to NY, and it was pretty easy walking to CBGB's. I called my sister and she hadn't called Orion, so I did and he put me on the list. I changed into a skirt in a really dirty and smelly gas station bathroom, and went to the show. I was hanging out, and ended up seeing a girl I'd gone to Prep with. We caught up a little; it turns out she and her friends are Copperpot groupies. Watched some band from the south and Copperpot play, then I ran into Jay and Michelle, the people I'd become friends with at the bar. We talked some, then watched Orion's set. He's so cute. I asked for his autograph. Michelle bought me an irish whiskey, which is not the worst drink I could've had. She gave me her number and said she might be in Boston relatively soon. At the end of the show, the guitarist randomly just trashed his guitar. Keith got it all on tape, so I'm going to have him make me a copy.
There was apparently a party going on at the bar, and Orion had to go work, but we were supposed to hang out for a while because it was going to be super crowded. We didn't. We waited a few minutes then went over. And then I couldn't get in. Apparently since there were so many people there, undercover cops were making appearances too. Jay hung out with me for a while, then Keith went with me so I could grab a chocolate cannoli. We talked with random people for a while, then Jim said I could go in the bar as long as I behaved. Keith said he'd watch me, ha. I like how bar owners are good to me. So I was there for long time, making new friends, mostly drunk, and watching the (asian) party that was going on. Orion came over and wrote "I <3 Orion" on my ass. Keith took a picture. A couple people, Keith, Jay and I were there until we got kicked out at closing. Didn't really get time with Orion, and I thought I was going back early on Saturday, so I told him we'd get together another time. Jay suggested we go somewhere to hang out, but I wanted to go sleep and I was staying at Columbia. Loooong subway ride. Went to sleep on the floor of my sister's room.
We went out for lunch at a barbecue place, and then went back to her dorm. Dr. John came over later and they went to do lab stuff for a couple hours. I watched Risky Business and ate strawberries John brought. When they came back, we went out to some portuguese diner. And then we got to talking about my birthday. He told me to close my eyes, clear everything out of my mind and then describe a good birthday. And I miss Europe so much. So I said Amsterdam. And he said yes. And I was confused. So he's taking my sister and me to Amsterdam as my birthday present. I didn't expect it at all.
We went back to her dorm, John and I wrestled. I lost. We went up to a floor party and had a couple beers, played Kings and up the river, down the river. Went to sleep pretty early though.
Got up and went downtown to catch a bus. I don't know how I managed to screw up the subway, but I did. So I got there right as the 12 was leaving, but I wanted to grab food from my favorite bakery, so I took the 1. Got back to Boston around 5:30, exhausted. Did my phone book painting and I hate it.
Monday classes weren't terrible. We began building armatures in sculpture after taking a bunch of anatomy notes, and then looked at the phone book paintings and a bunch of landscape slides in painting.
Tuesday was not terrible. I woke up early, but then went back to sleep and woke up 15 minutes before my class. Fortunately it was Italian, so I grabbed clothes and got there in 5 minutes. Drawing was ok, but I'm just not great at drawing figures. Probably should've thought of that before taking the class. Ate at the GSU, and then visual computing class. I swear that class may kill me simply out of boredom. All we did for 3 hours was fuck around with photoshop. And I learned all of one new tool. The rest of the time was just so fucking boring. The chick next to me was a graphic design major too and agreed. I might just start doing other people's work.
Wednesday was a little painful. Sculpture was ok, just finishing the 1st armature. Painting. We had the TA today, and all we did for 3 hours was tear up magazines and make a collage of some landscape painting. I just can't focus after doing 2 hours of that. Maybe I have ADD. Or maybe it's just the FMS. I even called my mom and told her. I wish I could be on drugs. Ate at Warren and then went to art history lecture. I can't stand it for 3 hours. I can't concentrate after 2 and then my mind wanders everywhere except art history. I told Ross and he said I could email him for anything I miss, and I can get extra time for exams with a letter from disability. Yay for being fucked up.
Today wasn't bad at all. I really couldn't focus though. I keep making silly mistakes in Italian, but the class goes by rather quickly. Drawing, we took a bunch of notes, then some drawing. I still suck. I didn't even realize I was almost done with classes for the week until 4:30. Went home, ate, hanging out now until Peggy gets home from work and we attempt to find a party.
Apparently Cyrus and still asking Peggy for a threesome and she's getting pissed. I seriously want him, but I'm not going to do anything because that's not cool. No taking Peggy's toys. I didn't know Jesse lives with him now. I guess I added a big awkward piece there, didn't I? So Cyrus is going over Peggy's Saturday night and I'm supposed to join them for dinner before Peggy and I go out.
I've been using hot sauce a lot. It kind of hurt my left ear today.
Job interviews tomorrow. Wish me luck. I feel silly asking to have two weekends in October off, especially since I can really only work weekends.
Happy birthday Katie!!! Legal+1.
Got to NY, and it was pretty easy walking to CBGB's. I called my sister and she hadn't called Orion, so I did and he put me on the list. I changed into a skirt in a really dirty and smelly gas station bathroom, and went to the show. I was hanging out, and ended up seeing a girl I'd gone to Prep with. We caught up a little; it turns out she and her friends are Copperpot groupies. Watched some band from the south and Copperpot play, then I ran into Jay and Michelle, the people I'd become friends with at the bar. We talked some, then watched Orion's set. He's so cute. I asked for his autograph. Michelle bought me an irish whiskey, which is not the worst drink I could've had. She gave me her number and said she might be in Boston relatively soon. At the end of the show, the guitarist randomly just trashed his guitar. Keith got it all on tape, so I'm going to have him make me a copy.
There was apparently a party going on at the bar, and Orion had to go work, but we were supposed to hang out for a while because it was going to be super crowded. We didn't. We waited a few minutes then went over. And then I couldn't get in. Apparently since there were so many people there, undercover cops were making appearances too. Jay hung out with me for a while, then Keith went with me so I could grab a chocolate cannoli. We talked with random people for a while, then Jim said I could go in the bar as long as I behaved. Keith said he'd watch me, ha. I like how bar owners are good to me. So I was there for long time, making new friends, mostly drunk, and watching the (asian) party that was going on. Orion came over and wrote "I <3 Orion" on my ass. Keith took a picture. A couple people, Keith, Jay and I were there until we got kicked out at closing. Didn't really get time with Orion, and I thought I was going back early on Saturday, so I told him we'd get together another time. Jay suggested we go somewhere to hang out, but I wanted to go sleep and I was staying at Columbia. Loooong subway ride. Went to sleep on the floor of my sister's room.
We went out for lunch at a barbecue place, and then went back to her dorm. Dr. John came over later and they went to do lab stuff for a couple hours. I watched Risky Business and ate strawberries John brought. When they came back, we went out to some portuguese diner. And then we got to talking about my birthday. He told me to close my eyes, clear everything out of my mind and then describe a good birthday. And I miss Europe so much. So I said Amsterdam. And he said yes. And I was confused. So he's taking my sister and me to Amsterdam as my birthday present. I didn't expect it at all.
We went back to her dorm, John and I wrestled. I lost. We went up to a floor party and had a couple beers, played Kings and up the river, down the river. Went to sleep pretty early though.
Got up and went downtown to catch a bus. I don't know how I managed to screw up the subway, but I did. So I got there right as the 12 was leaving, but I wanted to grab food from my favorite bakery, so I took the 1. Got back to Boston around 5:30, exhausted. Did my phone book painting and I hate it.
Monday classes weren't terrible. We began building armatures in sculpture after taking a bunch of anatomy notes, and then looked at the phone book paintings and a bunch of landscape slides in painting.
Tuesday was not terrible. I woke up early, but then went back to sleep and woke up 15 minutes before my class. Fortunately it was Italian, so I grabbed clothes and got there in 5 minutes. Drawing was ok, but I'm just not great at drawing figures. Probably should've thought of that before taking the class. Ate at the GSU, and then visual computing class. I swear that class may kill me simply out of boredom. All we did for 3 hours was fuck around with photoshop. And I learned all of one new tool. The rest of the time was just so fucking boring. The chick next to me was a graphic design major too and agreed. I might just start doing other people's work.
Wednesday was a little painful. Sculpture was ok, just finishing the 1st armature. Painting. We had the TA today, and all we did for 3 hours was tear up magazines and make a collage of some landscape painting. I just can't focus after doing 2 hours of that. Maybe I have ADD. Or maybe it's just the FMS. I even called my mom and told her. I wish I could be on drugs. Ate at Warren and then went to art history lecture. I can't stand it for 3 hours. I can't concentrate after 2 and then my mind wanders everywhere except art history. I told Ross and he said I could email him for anything I miss, and I can get extra time for exams with a letter from disability. Yay for being fucked up.
Today wasn't bad at all. I really couldn't focus though. I keep making silly mistakes in Italian, but the class goes by rather quickly. Drawing, we took a bunch of notes, then some drawing. I still suck. I didn't even realize I was almost done with classes for the week until 4:30. Went home, ate, hanging out now until Peggy gets home from work and we attempt to find a party.
Apparently Cyrus and still asking Peggy for a threesome and she's getting pissed. I seriously want him, but I'm not going to do anything because that's not cool. No taking Peggy's toys. I didn't know Jesse lives with him now. I guess I added a big awkward piece there, didn't I? So Cyrus is going over Peggy's Saturday night and I'm supposed to join them for dinner before Peggy and I go out.
I've been using hot sauce a lot. It kind of hurt my left ear today.
Job interviews tomorrow. Wish me luck. I feel silly asking to have two weekends in October off, especially since I can really only work weekends.
Happy birthday Katie!!! Legal+1.