lepsettler, you are a cruel, cruel woman, forcing me to write two papers by wednesday... two papers that add up to 50% of my grade, no less! uuuuuuuuuugh, i am going to have to FORCE myself to be productive this week. two papers, four finals... i need to hire someone for this shit. seriously. i've been staring at an outline for hours without a ( Read more... )

dear everyone who treats me like crap ( Read more... )

when andrea and i woke up in my old bedroom after a long night of living it up at some podunk bar named bubbaz, my parents weren't home. i figured that they had gone out for breakfast or something. they finally came home around three. they had been in a pretty bad car accident, and had been at the hospital for hours. some lady had pulled out in ( Read more... )

every hour brings me closer to this stupid 16th and 17th art history midterm, and i am not ready despite the fact that i feel it has consumed my last three days. this class is awful, and it's really a shame that i'm having to go out on such a shit note. giles knox can shove his 200 slide ids up his pretentious ass. i do not have the time or ( Read more... )

i'm in a bad mood, and i just spent fucking 70 dollars on 2 dropkick murphys tickets because fucking ticketmaster charged me a fucking 20 "convenience charge" that they can shove up their ass.

i'm mailing out my first etsy sale tomorrow.
someone is interested in buying my piece from the sofa textiles area show.
i finally ordered all my ink yesterday for my shop.

fu-cking psyched.

i FINALLY got my shit together, and actually put something up for sale in my etsy store. granted, it's not art, it's a pair of boots, but that's totally fine with me. i'm feeling quite accomplished.

check, check it!

it will be weird this summer when i'm gone because when i return, my friends here will be gone, and i don't really know what i'll do with myself...

what is with all of the ron paul propaganda in this town? i don't get what's so great about this guy. i looked him up online, and he just seems really odd and contradictory ( Read more... )

what the fuck am i going to do when i graduate? oh. my. god.