margaritas. soul train. circle of death. knitting. pandacam. scrapple. future plans. fruits basket.

i took this from elizabeth, who has much better taste in music than me. hooray for our cool moms, though ( Read more... )

the opening for the show was really well attended. my parents and cxxxers came and showered me with unconditional love and glowing praise, which was just the icing on the big cake of exciting. my work looks so much better than i thought it would on the walls ( Read more... )

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i love my job. it is often tedious and i never get homework done when i'm sposed to, but i love my job. why ( Read more... )

well, i'm still on schedule with the new piece, so that's relieving.


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i am seriously about to punch this computer.

in other news, there are only a few things that i did that i dont remember doing when i was at the bar on halloween. one of those things, i found out today, was looking a guy straight in the face and saying "i'm about five seconds away from putting my cigarette out on your chest."

gosh, i'm

8 days till my first real gallery show opens. me and six other people, my utterly fabulous senior thesis group. up for one week in the boyden gallery at the mercy of the department and the public. i also have two art theory papers to write in that window of time ( Read more... )

"Modern capitalism and its spectacle allot everyone a specific role in a general passivity. The student is no exception to the rule. He has a provisional part to play, a rehearsal for his final role as an element in market society as conservative as the rest. Being a student is a form of initiation. An initiation which echoes the rites of more ( Read more... )

sitting around in a towel because i got back from the gym over a half hour ago but the bathroom is STILL BEING CLEANED, halfheartedly picking up my room, pouting and self-indulgent WHY ( Read more... )