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I don't know why I post the things I post on here. Sorry about the hormones & womanliness.
School is rendering a workaholic out of me. & you know me... I always find excuses or reasons to not do anything. It's all I ever do. Work work work. It's not a 9-5 thing. It's not a nightly thing. It starts when I wake up & ends whenever I decide to pass out because I'm so exhausted from all this work. I'll sleep 3 or 4 hours only to wake up again in the morning & do the same thing over again.
I've never done so much work in my entire life. Hands down.
I've chilled out on the amphetamines, & now I've been sucking down coffee & energy drinks like it's nobody's fucking business. Without stimulants, I would have killed myself already. & I'm still on the verge. STRESS.
I thought leaving Oneonta would allow me to move ahead & beyond my limits in terms of creativity. But school is milking the creativity out of my ass. Its hard to think sometimes. I don't like pressure. I don't like deadlines. & I don't like people telling me what to do when it comes to design. I just don't like it.
But it'll be worth it in the end. I know this. Good things come to those who wait. & I've been waiting, son! For a long ass time. I just want it to be warm-- WHICH IT WILL BE BY THIS WEEKEND... I also want some free time so I can kick it with my Elizabeth & Mari & have a couple of drinks & catch up with them because it seems like forever since I've seen them.
I'm moving to brooklyn in august with Kelly. We're currently surveying the apts still, but we have big, big plans. I've been obsessed with the idea of reupholstering & restoring furniture. Wwwhich reminds meee... I found this AMAZING fabric store, STRETCHHOUSE. It's all lycra-based fabrics. UHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.
They have 60" bolts of lame'. I don't know how to do the 'e' with the accent on it. But it's the kind that american apparel uses. In all their colors-- AND THEN SOME! Like red & blue & black. I almost cried when I waltzed in there. & it's only 14 bucks a yard. I'm gonna go crazy in that store by the end of the summer. They also have all types of stretch vinyl & patent leather looking material. It's probably my favorite place in the entire world. I love stretch fabrics. I think I might get a few yards of this & that, here & there before I go back to syracuse for the summer so I can make tons of swimsuits (& whatever else) & sell them to people who are dumb enough to buy them. WANT ONE? YOU CAN HAVE ONE.
Anyway, I want to reupholster some chairs in lame'.
I also need to find a place that sells astroturf.
& we're gonna have a sweet ass housewarming party. 80's dance party & cute girls included.
Everyone's invited to come over & sleep in my bed with me.
I need (a):
Hopefully, I'll get go to see CANNIBAL CORPSE next sunday.
The semester is winding down.
& I'm just winding up.
School is rendering a workaholic out of me. & you know me... I always find excuses or reasons to not do anything. It's all I ever do. Work work work. It's not a 9-5 thing. It's not a nightly thing. It starts when I wake up & ends whenever I decide to pass out because I'm so exhausted from all this work. I'll sleep 3 or 4 hours only to wake up again in the morning & do the same thing over again.
I've never done so much work in my entire life. Hands down.
I've chilled out on the amphetamines, & now I've been sucking down coffee & energy drinks like it's nobody's fucking business. Without stimulants, I would have killed myself already. & I'm still on the verge. STRESS.
I thought leaving Oneonta would allow me to move ahead & beyond my limits in terms of creativity. But school is milking the creativity out of my ass. Its hard to think sometimes. I don't like pressure. I don't like deadlines. & I don't like people telling me what to do when it comes to design. I just don't like it.
But it'll be worth it in the end. I know this. Good things come to those who wait. & I've been waiting, son! For a long ass time. I just want it to be warm-- WHICH IT WILL BE BY THIS WEEKEND... I also want some free time so I can kick it with my Elizabeth & Mari & have a couple of drinks & catch up with them because it seems like forever since I've seen them.
I'm moving to brooklyn in august with Kelly. We're currently surveying the apts still, but we have big, big plans. I've been obsessed with the idea of reupholstering & restoring furniture. Wwwhich reminds meee... I found this AMAZING fabric store, STRETCHHOUSE. It's all lycra-based fabrics. UHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.
They have 60" bolts of lame'. I don't know how to do the 'e' with the accent on it. But it's the kind that american apparel uses. In all their colors-- AND THEN SOME! Like red & blue & black. I almost cried when I waltzed in there. & it's only 14 bucks a yard. I'm gonna go crazy in that store by the end of the summer. They also have all types of stretch vinyl & patent leather looking material. It's probably my favorite place in the entire world. I love stretch fabrics. I think I might get a few yards of this & that, here & there before I go back to syracuse for the summer so I can make tons of swimsuits (& whatever else) & sell them to people who are dumb enough to buy them. WANT ONE? YOU CAN HAVE ONE.
Anyway, I want to reupholster some chairs in lame'.
I also need to find a place that sells astroturf.
& we're gonna have a sweet ass housewarming party. 80's dance party & cute girls included.
Everyone's invited to come over & sleep in my bed with me.
I need (a):
- Dressform.
- Record player.
- New camera.
- More screen printing ink.
- Second job.
- One of those big magnets that picks up pins. I really want one of those.
- Sugardaddy... still.
- Canvas-- for stretching & making patches too!
Hopefully, I'll get go to see CANNIBAL CORPSE next sunday.
The semester is winding down.
& I'm just winding up.