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I'm really glad that there isn't any German this week. Yay Reading Week. I have my OISE classes this week though, which means that I had my Foucault class on Tuesday and I have my Feminist Theory class tonight. I still have two articles to read before then.
I finished the character sketches for Phil's film. I'm impressed with the way I've been able to mantain a character look from one drawing to the next. It's usually difficult for me to do that, especially as angles change. But I'm actually pleased with the way they turned out. I had what I call "exam hand" afterwards. It's been so long since I used my hand for that long (in a writing kind of way) that I'm really out of practice. My absoulte dream goal would be to have a computerized drawing pen that would enable me to draw into a computer program for editing.
We've got 38.00 left in our account and although the bills are all paid, and we have food, I'm getting a little nervous. I don't want to worry about it, and I don't want to be a bitch about pushing Mr. Pugh out to work when he's all freaked about about his brother dying and he's got a cold. At the same time I don't want to be in the situation of being the only person responsible for everything. It makes me grouchy and pissy. I get all emotional and have breakdowns where I say unkind things. A happy thing is that my job at Bay St is pleasant and not at all hellish. I like going to work.
On the upseide, Mr. Pugh and I have had some really great sex lately. I hope that can continue when we're both working and busy. I don't want a revisiting of the opposite schedules life where we communicate via otes on the bulletin board. That sucked.
I've got to buckle down and get some headway on my assignments and papers for school. I have to do this this week before my class schedule kicks into gear again. I've decided that the really neat journal I got in NS is too nice to use on my project, and the cover doesn't relate. But I decided to use the idea to do my own cover. I'm thinking of finding a magazine cover that's more relevant to a feminist project and mount it on cardboard and then have the project bound with cerlox. I think that would go well.
I wrote a few notes for my Siren articles this month while I was in the second half of my Foucault class. The first half was interesting, but the second half was boring, so I made use of the time. I hope that my scribbling made it seem as if I was taking notes on the discussion. I think I need a pair of those ping-pong ball eyes that Calvin used.
I finished the character sketches for Phil's film. I'm impressed with the way I've been able to mantain a character look from one drawing to the next. It's usually difficult for me to do that, especially as angles change. But I'm actually pleased with the way they turned out. I had what I call "exam hand" afterwards. It's been so long since I used my hand for that long (in a writing kind of way) that I'm really out of practice. My absoulte dream goal would be to have a computerized drawing pen that would enable me to draw into a computer program for editing.
We've got 38.00 left in our account and although the bills are all paid, and we have food, I'm getting a little nervous. I don't want to worry about it, and I don't want to be a bitch about pushing Mr. Pugh out to work when he's all freaked about about his brother dying and he's got a cold. At the same time I don't want to be in the situation of being the only person responsible for everything. It makes me grouchy and pissy. I get all emotional and have breakdowns where I say unkind things. A happy thing is that my job at Bay St is pleasant and not at all hellish. I like going to work.
On the upseide, Mr. Pugh and I have had some really great sex lately. I hope that can continue when we're both working and busy. I don't want a revisiting of the opposite schedules life where we communicate via otes on the bulletin board. That sucked.
I've got to buckle down and get some headway on my assignments and papers for school. I have to do this this week before my class schedule kicks into gear again. I've decided that the really neat journal I got in NS is too nice to use on my project, and the cover doesn't relate. But I decided to use the idea to do my own cover. I'm thinking of finding a magazine cover that's more relevant to a feminist project and mount it on cardboard and then have the project bound with cerlox. I think that would go well.
I wrote a few notes for my Siren articles this month while I was in the second half of my Foucault class. The first half was interesting, but the second half was boring, so I made use of the time. I hope that my scribbling made it seem as if I was taking notes on the discussion. I think I need a pair of those ping-pong ball eyes that Calvin used.