Most cryptic piece of college advice I have yet received: see above.
I got into Bennington. Now three cheers for my indecisive qualities. Woot woot WOOT.
Urm...gotta go.

Kelsey is listening to the Jimmy Fallon Troll Doll song and singing along in a thoroughly overzealous way. Speaking of events that were overzealous, let me tell you about the Craig Arnoff/Willie White enrichment festival in the zoo the other day, when I got kicked into the curating position in Tropical due to a lack of Daisy. So, because there is ( Read more... )

Senor Peeg did not listen to the nay-sayers; 'stuff jam in your pants day' was a real holiday to him, and that was all that mattered.

I got into Sarah Lawrence. (So there, Lex. I can be a college student TOO.) Now I'm in waiting-for-the-mail-to-come phase over Bennington, Hampshire, and Kenyon, lurching out of my middle-of-the-day requirements like an underfed Golden Retriever and slobbering home to demand envelopes around the same time that Ethel arrives for her onesies. (She ( Read more... )

OK, I'm in a poor mood. TATILLON, one might say. TATILLON! TATILLON! I've just spent literally hours working on ONE drawing for my CES, and the funny thing is that it's my seventeenth on and spending hours on one is not unusual. What I'm getting at here is that in spite of the fact that fifteen hours is the work requirement for these things, I've ( Read more... )

I just got back from Montana, and now I'm better than you ( Read more... )

OY, LEXICON!
Because I am phantastique, the tickets have been purchased. We will be arriving in West Glacier at eight something PM on the six and leaving at eight something AM on the thirteenth.
HOOOOOOOWHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE hot dang.
Must go be productive now. Shall later utilize telephonic communication.

Hey, guys, look. It's me. My computer incinerated about a month ago and I haven't been bothered to make a post. Hurrah! Except that on reflection, not a whole lot has gone down since that happened. I mean I'm sure lots of things have but they weren't so significant that writing them down would make anyone care, you see. Martin made me a Valentine's ( Read more... )

GOD, I tire of winter weekend. I mean, it's a fun time mostly, but what if I don't WANT to dress up looking like a fucking cupcake and do some shitty choreographed dance THAT I CAN'T DO while Kelsey tells me repeatedly how incompetent I am? NO THANK YOU! DOWN WITH PINK ( Read more... )

Yes, I am very fucking tired and basically Environmental Science would do well to stop asking me questions. Anyway, though, it seems that for me to Amtrak out to Whitefish, Montana during March break I would have to spend $230. Not so bad. I actually have that much money, if you can imagine. (Thank you, Chewonki, for paying me--and thank you, me, ( Read more... )