stupid bogey
Things here are pretty average. I'm working during the day and occasionally hanging out with friends at night. I've given up on jumping through hoops for certain people... and it's like a whole new sense of freedom. To just sit back and not care anymore. After all, having enemies means you took a stand at some point in your life for better or for worse. The first week back I couldn't stand not being around people because I was so used to Art House, but now I'm back to the point that a day working and then coming home and reading is relaxing and enjoyable. I'm actually getting to sleep around 1:00 instead of 4!
Lately I've been going through Chuck Palahniuk books like I go through iced tea. It's like my Amelia Atwater-Rhodes obession all over again, except with the human behavior and thought process of his characters. He just has such a unique writing style about the oddest things and it fascinates me. Choke is still my favorite book he's written, but Survivor is coming in a close second. Fight Club and Lullaby are somewhere after. I definatly like the books that could be true over the overly spiritual ones. However, he talks about the Bible alote in all of them, so does that make them spiritual? Hmm.
It seems I got a big package from RIT. Let's see what it is... w00t! I'm on the dean's list!
So my mom won't stop bugging me to try to get an internship with a local Graphic Design company that's looking for a part-time worker. I'm kind of afraid to send an e-mail first off, then I have to get all my stuff together, go to an interview... ugh! I already have a job! But my mom insists - "you won't get a job in your major unless you go to internships!". If I do get an internship, this means cutting back hours working for Joyful Noises and a big chance of not getting paid. Not to mention, almost killing any chance of me taking off weekdays to see any of my out of state friends. The weight is pretty balanced with work and social life & money. Goddamnit.
I'm still working on Maryanne's website, which is turning into the project that never ends. She's paying me with Joyful Noises/Church money for her personal website. Am I going to hell for this - or is she? I'm writing about how much it costs for her to read some stupid poem she found off the internet to a dead dog - $30 + gas. How rich and stupid do you have to be to pay for someone to do that?!
I might have a gallery 'opening' downtown at The Art Room. Sandy said if I give her 7 pieces she'll hang them up with lights on then and stuff, like she's doing for Allie now. I guess this is a good start... next, the library? I better start working on some more pieces.
Speaking of art, Rachel wants me to get up at some ungodly hour to visit Mr.Meinelt tomorrow morning. -.-* This is what I get for not visiting him sooner... and not bringing art.
Lately I've been going through Chuck Palahniuk books like I go through iced tea. It's like my Amelia Atwater-Rhodes obession all over again, except with the human behavior and thought process of his characters. He just has such a unique writing style about the oddest things and it fascinates me. Choke is still my favorite book he's written, but Survivor is coming in a close second. Fight Club and Lullaby are somewhere after. I definatly like the books that could be true over the overly spiritual ones. However, he talks about the Bible alote in all of them, so does that make them spiritual? Hmm.
It seems I got a big package from RIT. Let's see what it is... w00t! I'm on the dean's list!
So my mom won't stop bugging me to try to get an internship with a local Graphic Design company that's looking for a part-time worker. I'm kind of afraid to send an e-mail first off, then I have to get all my stuff together, go to an interview... ugh! I already have a job! But my mom insists - "you won't get a job in your major unless you go to internships!". If I do get an internship, this means cutting back hours working for Joyful Noises and a big chance of not getting paid. Not to mention, almost killing any chance of me taking off weekdays to see any of my out of state friends. The weight is pretty balanced with work and social life & money. Goddamnit.
I'm still working on Maryanne's website, which is turning into the project that never ends. She's paying me with Joyful Noises/Church money for her personal website. Am I going to hell for this - or is she? I'm writing about how much it costs for her to read some stupid poem she found off the internet to a dead dog - $30 + gas. How rich and stupid do you have to be to pay for someone to do that?!
I might have a gallery 'opening' downtown at The Art Room. Sandy said if I give her 7 pieces she'll hang them up with lights on then and stuff, like she's doing for Allie now. I guess this is a good start... next, the library? I better start working on some more pieces.
Speaking of art, Rachel wants me to get up at some ungodly hour to visit Mr.Meinelt tomorrow morning. -.-* This is what I get for not visiting him sooner... and not bringing art.