This journal is almost to be moved away to another location (as previously mentioned, but I wanted to post this and hopefully spread the word:

Signal Orange

Centerville-You would feel most at home in Centerville, which means that you are more or less pleased the status quo-you think the US government has just about the right amount of control over your economic and personal decisions. Your neighbors include Democratic and Republican party leaders and others who call themselves "moderates" and " ( Read more... )

I hate livejournal with a passion. I want to design and update in a less restrictive way. Plus, I have to no time to dedicate to this now because RISD is a hellhole at the end of the year. If you want the new URL, msusser@risd.edu

One word : sexy.

Hey, guys, guess what?!? I'm locked outside of my boyfriend's apartment righ tnow because he forgot to give me the damn keys. Why am I not at my place? BECAUSE I LOST MY KEYS IN THE RUBBLE THAT IS HIS ROOM! Why is his place a mess? Apparently, because I didn't fold the laundry. I don't want to fucking fold the laundry; I wasted all my energy ( Read more... )

Here we go again. Another day of nothingness in Type II. Hey, I love letters as much as the next graphic designer, but these two assignments are the most tedious thing I've ever had to do. Oh, wait. I forgot. There was a little thing called Janet Fairbairn's Type I class.

I should be playing Harvest Moon for these five hours. Okay, one might ( Read more... )

I'm in class right now, and it's boring. We're not even critting today. We're just working. Working on a project I don't feel is very riveting, but I trust Aki's judgement. She's an excellent professor ( Read more... )

Gill left yesterday. I love when she visits me. She liked her present a lot, and so did everyone else at Jamie's birthday part on Friday. I sort of felt bad, though, because we didn't really get to do much. Providence is a boring place if nothing is going on at the school. Oh well...

These don't really pertain to my life, because my life is more like the more boring romantic comedy possible. Like Ever After without the PMS-easing benefits. This is just, basically, what I think would work really well in a movie that is all in my mind right now, and Sarah made me do it ( Read more... )

I'm really upset right now. I just fucking wasted about $200 dollars because I am by far the shittiest photographer in the world. Half of my photos have camera shake, the other are just bloody terrible, and the film is uber expensive professional film so they cost $16 bucks each to develop. Brilliant ( Read more... )