-
A Hunting Hunting We Will Go
firework_kid?
C'mon!
I am tentaviley (read: no courage) proclaiming it a permanent move!
It is no longer simply a lowly (albiet AWESOME) art journal.
It's my permanent LJ adress.
So get on it.
firework_kid
firework_kid
firework_kid -
The Gap The Gap The Gap The Gap Between The Rich And The Poor
HONESTLY
That there is a graph of the distribution of wealth in the United States. Watch the movie if you need it simplified for you. I knew there was a definite gap between the rich and the poor, but that's just goddamned insane. Please pass that link on.
I'm doing my current 3D Design project on this. I got the idea after reading Orwell's Down ( Read more... ) -
Walk Around With Both Legs
I quit my job! (Did I?)
I'm working for an artist/gallery owner!
Win! -
When I Feel Like I Could Have Gone Longer
Man, I really hate to be one of those people who complains or bemoans school work (sorry Natalie, et al), because frankly I know no one cares, although you can probably relate, BUT let me just say that it sucks a lot to get behind in art school. Trying to catch up on projects that consume time, energy, creativity, and money is infinitely tougher ( Read more... ) -
You Got The Wrong Man
On Thursday afternoon, round bout 4:30, I was in the plaster area of my 3-D design class working on a mold of some lightbulbs. There was a girl in the room with me, but besides that, the rest of the area, and much of the school, was vacant ( Read more... ) -
We Don't Get Out That Much
I'm sure you have been asking yourself: "Self! Where the heck is Nic up on LiveJournal! I miss his comical and sometimes wonderful exploits. Oh, if only he would return and tell me what exactly he's been doing all this time ( Read more... ) -
It's Gotten Late And Now I Want To Be Alone
What You Can't Say
Really interesting article about taboos and moral fashions.
Ch-ch-check it out.
Our air conditioning is broked and it is SO HOT. -
Don't You Worry About The Atmosphere
My graphics card melted and I got in a fender bender.
I'm not complaining, just keeping you updated.
p.s. MELTED. Consider that. Not the whole thing, actually, but the fan just melted off. Honestly.
Melted.
And I'm drinking Tom Collinses like a real Seymour-type motherfucker.
