Thursday- Saw Art Chantry lecture. This guy has my dream job. He started out making posters for punk bands with collages of old pictures and weird text. Just found stuff he threw together. His stuff is very pop-art...hmm, my stuff is very pop art. Fucker. Then he started making the covers for the Rocket, pretty much Seattle's Mercury. Then he made ( Read more... )

Adam and I are constantly out of sync. He works on days I have off, or he works mornings and I have school at night. When we do see each other it's for like an hour during the day, or we argue over who's house to go to, where we hang out for a bit and sleep ( Read more... )

I can't remember anything about lj that I used to know ( Read more... )

Bob Saget has got a seriously pervy mouth. He was just on love line. I had no idea.

It looks like Singer, the goddes of sewing came up from hell and blew apart my bedroom. She was in collaboration with Podge, the god of collage. Unemployment blooms a lot of art stuff. I wish more of it was for last thursday. Or that I could sew well enough to sell that stuff. But I did make a hot piece of lingerie. But then I was like psh, when am ( Read more... )

I played my first game of ultimate frizbee ( Read more... )

Why is sewing so incredibly fucking hard ( Read more... )

The job hunt is slow moving. Theres so much that makes up the decision of where to work besides what I want to do. (How much money I would make, location to the max, downtown vs beaverton) I rode the 20 bus out to Gateway transit center. I've always wanted to, but it wasn't as fun as I thought it would be. Nothing along that bus lines I would want ( Read more... )

I just had the most pointless conversation with my neighbor. It was dark, and I ran into her. After I reminded her what my name was she started casual small "I'm taking out the trash" small talk. She asked how I was and I told her I was fine. But it was ridiculous because I was crying, and when your crying and chatting small talk what else can you ( Read more... )

I went to my first rave last night. It was downtown in a windowless place that looked like it could have been someones skanky living room. Probably under 100 people in there, and it was all ages. The DJ's were good, and watching the e-ed out glow stickers was pretty cool even straight. But it's just not as fun to dance for 4 hours sober. So me and ( Read more... )