pattern project for 2D... totally understable if you find it a slow read.
10:30 pm. tuesday, march 1st.
smashing pumpkins - tonight,tonight.
danielle, connor, simon, nathan and i.
first concerts? worst concerts? beads. orange wawa crates. may + caroline. may's tweed jacket. teal american spirit can. maggotbrain-parliament funkadelic. warm red glow of smoke lamp. comfortable + relaxing. will simon ever perform surgery? yes. but not legally. may's and my fears of surgery. prominent browns: tan carpet, may's sweater, light brown rug, khaki pants, connor's pant stripe, shirt, hat(dark), beanbag + pillows. wooden furniture. purple of jacket(velvet). smokey. vanilla scented tobacco. pipe. feeling yourself disintegrate-flaming lips. yuppage.
12:20 am. pale purple bowl. with yellow stripes - easter egg style. crosswords scattered on the floor. sly - que sera, sera. i love that song. unbreakble. m night shamalon. satan's road. clowns? the village. skurrry. bored by plot. already know it. little wing - hendrix.
1:16 am. more hendrix... mother simon's mexican children? i get to name them too! house trained? baby wall decorations? empire ashtrays->revolts. baby solution=perfect society. hot commodity. train fuck?? double powers of amusement. the old bay incident. everybody's gotta learn sometime - beck.
1:36 am. i totally thought it was an hour later than it is.
1:46 am. 3rd planet - modest mouse. final fantasy. omelet yellow shirt. fuzzy->happy. intermission to do tom vance hw. everyone filtered to bed. simon + i sit and do work. he's painting something i'm pretty sure was due a week ago. i'm using micropens to do a 18" x 24" drawing. worst scenario ever. all i see is black + white. my eyes hurt. we listen to the mix cd i made for danielle. he clearly enjoys it more than she did + tells me i have adorable taste in music. he makes me hot chocolate with mini marshmellows, which disappointingly enough are NOT made of sedatives. we share an orange and talk about high school. i'm out of cigarettes again. i think of how much money i've wasted on cigarettes and get slightly depressed.
4:58 am. i decide to leave seeing as we've both morphed into flesh eating zombies... minus the flesh eating part. i open the door to complete whiteness.
"fantastic. more snow. shit, it's totally laying."
"well, there is nothing like a good lay donna."
"right. on that note, goodnight."
so i venture back to the dorms and it's beautiful and still. the snow looks like raining glitter. the breezeway is flooded again. giant yellow "wet floor" sign. get to my room + carly has left me a small painting. its sky blue with vibrant swirls and white blossoms. i love it + hang it up. i feel totally fulfilled.
5:17 am. i crawl into my gigantor tie-dye bed of goodness and pass the fuck out.
smashing pumpkins - tonight,tonight.
danielle, connor, simon, nathan and i.
first concerts? worst concerts? beads. orange wawa crates. may + caroline. may's tweed jacket. teal american spirit can. maggotbrain-parliament funkadelic. warm red glow of smoke lamp. comfortable + relaxing. will simon ever perform surgery? yes. but not legally. may's and my fears of surgery. prominent browns: tan carpet, may's sweater, light brown rug, khaki pants, connor's pant stripe, shirt, hat(dark), beanbag + pillows. wooden furniture. purple of jacket(velvet). smokey. vanilla scented tobacco. pipe. feeling yourself disintegrate-flaming lips. yuppage.
12:20 am. pale purple bowl. with yellow stripes - easter egg style. crosswords scattered on the floor. sly - que sera, sera. i love that song. unbreakble. m night shamalon. satan's road. clowns? the village. skurrry. bored by plot. already know it. little wing - hendrix.
1:16 am. more hendrix... mother simon's mexican children? i get to name them too! house trained? baby wall decorations? empire ashtrays->revolts. baby solution=perfect society. hot commodity. train fuck?? double powers of amusement. the old bay incident. everybody's gotta learn sometime - beck.
1:36 am. i totally thought it was an hour later than it is.
1:46 am. 3rd planet - modest mouse. final fantasy. omelet yellow shirt. fuzzy->happy. intermission to do tom vance hw. everyone filtered to bed. simon + i sit and do work. he's painting something i'm pretty sure was due a week ago. i'm using micropens to do a 18" x 24" drawing. worst scenario ever. all i see is black + white. my eyes hurt. we listen to the mix cd i made for danielle. he clearly enjoys it more than she did + tells me i have adorable taste in music. he makes me hot chocolate with mini marshmellows, which disappointingly enough are NOT made of sedatives. we share an orange and talk about high school. i'm out of cigarettes again. i think of how much money i've wasted on cigarettes and get slightly depressed.
4:58 am. i decide to leave seeing as we've both morphed into flesh eating zombies... minus the flesh eating part. i open the door to complete whiteness.
"fantastic. more snow. shit, it's totally laying."
"well, there is nothing like a good lay donna."
"right. on that note, goodnight."
so i venture back to the dorms and it's beautiful and still. the snow looks like raining glitter. the breezeway is flooded again. giant yellow "wet floor" sign. get to my room + carly has left me a small painting. its sky blue with vibrant swirls and white blossoms. i love it + hang it up. i feel totally fulfilled.
5:17 am. i crawl into my gigantor tie-dye bed of goodness and pass the fuck out.