FLAAAAAKES
man.. If there's ever a reason to Leave Seattle, it's the flakes. EVERYBODY KNOWS IT'S A PROBLEM but nobody does anything about it but bitch about it. (including me!)
I don't know what to do about it at this point, other than just be complacent like everyone else and ignore it.
I could just say "well, call me when you want to hang out." but people never do. I could call people out on the flakeyness "Hey, what the fuck? You flaked out on me." but they get über bent when you're "overly aggressive" like that...
What to do.
Well, I sort-of feel like I'm back to "A chance to cut is a chance to cure." If you flake out on me, you're out! no more. no more chances!
I have to say, it's not all my friends. I have several VERY reliable friends who never, ever do this.. and they should get a prize for that. (They're the ones who are born and raised Seattleites. hrmmm..)
Fucking weird. In other news, I've started perfect binding my own books. I haven't quite perfected it, but I'm getting better at it! It's soooooo fun to do!!! I'm just excited that I can create these books that look professional and very clean, all by myself here in my own home.
I used this procedure to create my concept material for my portfolio show on Thursday. I entitled them "WIP Series: Works In Progress Series by Alexander Randall." I sketched on the covers and all that good crap.
I showed them to my program director at my panel interview and he loved them. I feel like they're "me" and totally my style. I feel like a lot of things I did in my portfolio aren't "me." but rather something corporate or influenced by too many others.
I feel confident in that after I'm done with school (on thursday afternoon) I'll be doing artsy things I've wanted to do for a while and develop and refine my style. I'm excited for that!
Alright. Off to work. :(
I don't know what to do about it at this point, other than just be complacent like everyone else and ignore it.
I could just say "well, call me when you want to hang out." but people never do. I could call people out on the flakeyness "Hey, what the fuck? You flaked out on me." but they get über bent when you're "overly aggressive" like that...
What to do.
Well, I sort-of feel like I'm back to "A chance to cut is a chance to cure." If you flake out on me, you're out! no more. no more chances!
I have to say, it's not all my friends. I have several VERY reliable friends who never, ever do this.. and they should get a prize for that. (They're the ones who are born and raised Seattleites. hrmmm..)
Fucking weird. In other news, I've started perfect binding my own books. I haven't quite perfected it, but I'm getting better at it! It's soooooo fun to do!!! I'm just excited that I can create these books that look professional and very clean, all by myself here in my own home.
I used this procedure to create my concept material for my portfolio show on Thursday. I entitled them "WIP Series: Works In Progress Series by Alexander Randall." I sketched on the covers and all that good crap.
I showed them to my program director at my panel interview and he loved them. I feel like they're "me" and totally my style. I feel like a lot of things I did in my portfolio aren't "me." but rather something corporate or influenced by too many others.
I feel confident in that after I'm done with school (on thursday afternoon) I'll be doing artsy things I've wanted to do for a while and develop and refine my style. I'm excited for that!
Alright. Off to work. :(