Spare time, w00t!
I just got my photos printed for this final project. Now I have to go to the store tomorrow morning and buy matte board so I can cut them up and mount them tomorrow night after work, hopefully w/ some time left over to study for my 2 tests on Thursday. I love finals.
Glass kicked ass yesterday. Our First Friday demo is this Friday at Glassworks from 6 to 9, for anyone interested. I also got to sit outside and stare at the stars for a while last night. Good stuff.
I'm kind of surprised how much I've been using this thing lately. I've been keeping another more random journal at home. Writing about stuff helps, but it's still not really the outlet I need. I've come to the conclusion that I talk to the wrong people about things; I don't talk about my problems w/ the people that are actually involved, and for that I'd like to apologize. I don't like dealing with problems. Whenever I'm dealt a bad hand, I tend to just bitch, moan and fold - absolutely no poker face, no bluffing, nothing. But suddenly I have the sac to ante up and actually play out another hand, no matter what my chances at winning are. I'm tired of not talking about shit. I'm tired of causing more problems by not dealing with the ones I already have. I'm not going to do it any more. It's time to own up to things and quit living a life where I have little say in the outcome.
I don't know how this game is gonna turn out, but I'm willing to bet it all this time.
And if that was too cheesy for you, you've obviously never heard me go on a rant before. 8 )
Glass kicked ass yesterday. Our First Friday demo is this Friday at Glassworks from 6 to 9, for anyone interested. I also got to sit outside and stare at the stars for a while last night. Good stuff.
I'm kind of surprised how much I've been using this thing lately. I've been keeping another more random journal at home. Writing about stuff helps, but it's still not really the outlet I need. I've come to the conclusion that I talk to the wrong people about things; I don't talk about my problems w/ the people that are actually involved, and for that I'd like to apologize. I don't like dealing with problems. Whenever I'm dealt a bad hand, I tend to just bitch, moan and fold - absolutely no poker face, no bluffing, nothing. But suddenly I have the sac to ante up and actually play out another hand, no matter what my chances at winning are. I'm tired of not talking about shit. I'm tired of causing more problems by not dealing with the ones I already have. I'm not going to do it any more. It's time to own up to things and quit living a life where I have little say in the outcome.
I don't know how this game is gonna turn out, but I'm willing to bet it all this time.
And if that was too cheesy for you, you've obviously never heard me go on a rant before. 8 )