Hey all ( Read more... )

I've been meaning to post lately, but it's funny how work and some socialization can take up one's free time. Throw in a wisdom tooth removal (aie!) and a twenty third birthday (already?) and suddenly it's almost August... wow ( Read more... )

OK, so my blog is starting to become what I fear the most- rarely updated, boring, and bordering on emo.

But it's not my fault, I swear! I blame the following:

Facebook. That's right, Facebook is killing my blogging skills. It latches on to my very essence and sucks the witty articulations right from me, transforming them into annoying wall posts ( Read more... )

... So. It seems I haven't updated in awhile... in fact, since my last post, I have ( Read more... )

-Cross-posted from my work blog at meg.artishard.net-My most recent project for my Intermedia class were video projections of photos I had taken of women and then "digitally enhanced". The video clips would interchange the images- original, partially touched-up, entirely-touched up- between the three projectors that were lined up horizontally on a ( Read more... )

Nine days since my last post makes me feel like I should update, but I'm not really too sure what to write about. School and such has kept me pretty busy, and my mind has been swimming with a dozen or so thoughts at any given moment, but somehow rather than stress me out, I've become more relaxed. Mostly, I think, because I can see the end- 44 days ( Read more... )

Currently killing time in the computer lab as my DVDs for my art project due on Tuesday are being burned ( Read more... )

Halfway through reading week already-- huh? I think I can safely say I've been using it to relax... aka bum around. Which is really the point of the week off, isn't it? To bum around some to regain the sanity necessary to pull through the last half of the semester/quarter of the academic year/sixteenth of my degree. Yes, the last sixteenth of my ( Read more... )

Dear Cowboy Coffee,

No really, you make my life complete. You can percolate in my coffee pot anytime.

Dearest Favourite Mug,

Don't think it isn't a team effort; you help me keep the dream alive.

Heart M.

Dear Cowboy Coffee,

I love you. A deep love that flows like a gushing river, emanating from the depths of my soul. Seriously, you make me consider moving back to Kamloops.

Forever yours, Meg.