Subjective
I feel like I should post something. Seems like it has been a while. I read over these posts every once in a while, and most of the time am embarrassed either with the poor quality of the writing, how emo I sound, or how uninteresting my life is. I like having a record of stuff like that.
Not much new here. I'm moving August 1, and have found a nice little neighborhood where I will start looking for an apartment in late June/early July. Most places aren't offering leases right now that far in advance. I'm trying to live in the area simply called Art Museum (for all the reasons you'd expect a neighborhood to be called such). It's only about two miles away from the school, but isn't quite the "urban blight" that the area around Temple is. I'm getting pretty excited about the move, but starting to realize how much it sucks leaving a place with all your friends, family, and the like. I can never get a damn weekend off, so I don't know how I'm going to see half my friends before I leave. It always seems like you have more time to say goodbye than you really do. I guess it's not that big of a deal; if these people are important to me, I'll see them again one way or another.
I need to work out more.
I am trying to sign up for a class this summer at the community college down the street from me. After painting five pictures in the past few months for various people (and of various things), I've learned two pretty significant things: I enjoy it, especially as a stress reliever, and I have a lot of room to improve. Well this particular school doesn't offer a class on painting, and the next closest college requires you to take a drawing class first. I figured learning some drawing techniques could be pretty helpful in reaching the point where the things on canvas look like the picture in my head, so I'm trying to get into a drawing class. No luck so far because I haven't been entered into the computer, or something like that. The class starts Monday, so maybe I'll just show up and hope they'll let me in.
Until then...9 hours of work starting at 6am tomorrow morning. Third day in a row starting at 6 or earlier, so I wouldn't mind a day off. Well that's not going to happen either. Monday night is our second inventory of the year, which means I'll be working from 9:30pm to 6am. My sleep schedule might just be screwed beyond easy repair after that.
Aliens? Really? George Lucas may have a right to do so, but why is he so insistent upon killing every movie franchise he has ever made? I feel like in Star Wars he was trying to update the series with new special effects, which in many ways killed the fun of the original series. In Indiana Jones, the special effects were so bad it seemed like he was going for the a sense of continuity with the original movies in that respect. I would have rather paid for a ticket to see Han Solo and Princess Leia romance at 60 than Indy and Marianne. And then there's the aliens...Let's be honest, there were a lot of things wrong. The two jeeps crashing looked like a flip book. Disappointed with it, anyway.
That's about it, Happy June everyone!
Not much new here. I'm moving August 1, and have found a nice little neighborhood where I will start looking for an apartment in late June/early July. Most places aren't offering leases right now that far in advance. I'm trying to live in the area simply called Art Museum (for all the reasons you'd expect a neighborhood to be called such). It's only about two miles away from the school, but isn't quite the "urban blight" that the area around Temple is. I'm getting pretty excited about the move, but starting to realize how much it sucks leaving a place with all your friends, family, and the like. I can never get a damn weekend off, so I don't know how I'm going to see half my friends before I leave. It always seems like you have more time to say goodbye than you really do. I guess it's not that big of a deal; if these people are important to me, I'll see them again one way or another.
I need to work out more.
I am trying to sign up for a class this summer at the community college down the street from me. After painting five pictures in the past few months for various people (and of various things), I've learned two pretty significant things: I enjoy it, especially as a stress reliever, and I have a lot of room to improve. Well this particular school doesn't offer a class on painting, and the next closest college requires you to take a drawing class first. I figured learning some drawing techniques could be pretty helpful in reaching the point where the things on canvas look like the picture in my head, so I'm trying to get into a drawing class. No luck so far because I haven't been entered into the computer, or something like that. The class starts Monday, so maybe I'll just show up and hope they'll let me in.
Until then...9 hours of work starting at 6am tomorrow morning. Third day in a row starting at 6 or earlier, so I wouldn't mind a day off. Well that's not going to happen either. Monday night is our second inventory of the year, which means I'll be working from 9:30pm to 6am. My sleep schedule might just be screwed beyond easy repair after that.
Aliens? Really? George Lucas may have a right to do so, but why is he so insistent upon killing every movie franchise he has ever made? I feel like in Star Wars he was trying to update the series with new special effects, which in many ways killed the fun of the original series. In Indiana Jones, the special effects were so bad it seemed like he was going for the a sense of continuity with the original movies in that respect. I would have rather paid for a ticket to see Han Solo and Princess Leia romance at 60 than Indy and Marianne. And then there's the aliens...Let's be honest, there were a lot of things wrong. The two jeeps crashing looked like a flip book. Disappointed with it, anyway.
That's about it, Happy June everyone!