When I was younger, I loved to read books that described love and lust and twitterpation. Living vicariously through these characters' lives gave me such a thrill ( Read more... )

oh. my. god. jan svankmajer made a film about polymorphous perversity. it is my secret treasure now.

you don't need that rolling pin anymore, do you?

I want an adventure. One that puts me in an airplane and takes me somewhere where the dogs are mangy and the internet cafes think Windows 95 is pretty special ( Read more... )

( unnecessary validation of my world-view of which i'm already aware )

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So apparently I don't need to transfer out to get a teaching certificate- just take a few tests and tell them I'm not a pedophile. I wonder how many teachers just took a few tests and completely bypassed learning anything about educational psychology or cross-cultural communication ( Read more... )

Um, hello. Silicon Valley. 21st century pretty lights fest extravaganza.
Now I know where I'm going to college. And where I will live for the rest of my life. FOREVER. and ever.

I don't know what the hell I'm talking about. I can't stay 3 more years at Evergreen. Evergreen won't give out teaching certificates- they trick you into staying through an entire MIT program, which I'm not going to do (at least not now). I have to transfer out, to a college that does give out teaching certificates. So this coming year will be my ( Read more... )

I've decided to make a full-length graphic novel about school and the school system, a la Persepolis. So posting it online wouldn't really work very well, but I might post a few frames as a teaser. Hopefully I can make this an independent contract, so I can graduate college by setting loose a firecracker in it. Had I spoken my mind during school, ( Read more... )

Ok, I said I'd post pictures from my new haircut, and my hair has taken this long to start looking good again. Also, I don't have any cute girl/boyfriends to take pictures of me, so if these look boring, unartistic, and self-indulgent, that's why.

( Let the ugliness begin )