I haven't worked since the whole finger thing. I cannot paint or draw either. I couldn't move my finger until about Thursday night anyway. Now I am just stuck in a lazy puddle.

I have been watching Bonanza reruns with my grandfather for a week or so now. As a result, I have also developed a crush on Pernell Roberts.


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I need someone to share a studio/gallery space with downtown. It is in the Arts District, and there will be a shuttle going to it every First Friday. I need someone to help pay rent and set up shows, publicity, gallery sitting, etc. I NEED A PARTNER IN CRIME! Rent is $225/mo including the utilities (or it would be even cheaper with a a 3rd ( Read more... )

My website works now! Everybody check it out and then shower me with moneys!

kerischroeder.com

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It just dawned on me that the portrait show is very very soon, and now without a fucking chunk of my finger there is no way I will be able to finish painting my piece. It's so fucking horrible that it's become funny ( Read more... )

today at work while using the stomp shear - aka an archaic beast of a machine that cuts metal like a giant paper cutter - I cut part of my finger clean fucking off. i just got home from the hospital where they adhered some horrible foam material to stop the bleeding and such - they couldn't re-attach the piece that was sliced off. im doped up on ( Read more... )

School is kicking my ass this semester. I thought it would be a good idea to take all my hard classes at once, because well, I'm an idiot. And after reviewing all of my credits after 5 years of college, I only have about 2 more years until I get my degree! It didn't help that I changed my major 400+ times and dropped out for a minute when I had ( Read more... )

I used to be extremely good at algebra. That was a long long long time ago. I am going to fail this class and never graduate college, all because of math. fuck you school ( Read more... )

If a big earthquake happened and split the ground just enought to swallow up First Friday and all of its participants - that would be A-OK with me ( Read more... )

Friday night was one of the worst experiences of my life. Malkum, that pitbull mix we adopted a few months back, attacked and almost killed my little retarded baby boy, Gunner. He just fucking snapped out of nowhere, and was biting Gunner's throat and shaking him around like a ragdoll. Keep in mind, they are about the same size, actually Gunner ( Read more... )