known in the gallery circuit as: menquet, seraphie, yanagi-chan, dollface, fishmaster (don't ask...). and pookie, on occasion and when i feel like answering to it. i wouldn't recommend trying it.
current studio location: elvisville, usa...otherwise known as memphis, tn.
day jobs: student, artist, actress, writer, joker, marauder, voice of reason, dork, inciter of rebellions, founding columnist for the fifth stall, and beatlephile.
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Madwoman Ed
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my fanfiction
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pitas.com
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slytherin
monthly h.p. fan art contest
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Nowhere Man
Happy birthday to my Danielle!!! The big 2-0!
Killed some time with a couple quizzes today...I need to change the layout soon to something more fitting November.
What Beatles' song are you?
This made my day:
Take the Which Beatle Kid Are You? Quiz by indefinitley.
morgan created this masterpiece on Tuesday, November 5, 2002 06:31 p.m.
Bah.
Weather: sucky. Classes: sucky. Mood: sucky.
Dreading an unavoidable impending talk with a friend who's royally pissing me off: sucky. I almost hope she triggers a huge fit of anger so I can just let this shit that's built up over the last year roll off my tongue. The image she has of me isn't entirely accurate. If she knew me half as well as she thinks she does, she would understand that I don't have just one best friend. I never have. I have many different sides, and I have friends for each of them. Add to that my immense need for space, and you get one big giant misunderstanding.
Trying to track me down, for a particularly arbitrary reason, by calling every mutual acquaintance on my hall, is not a good idea, either. In fact, it kinda freaks me out...yeah, more weird than irritating. Irritating is referencing jokes and occurences of which she isn't a part.
And making moves on "Happy Sunshine Boy," as she calls him. Not to sound immature, but...
...mine, mine, MINE.
And now that she's got my surprise party under her belt (another thing that, had she known me as well as she thinks she does, she would realize I DO NOT LIKE), her perception of her place in the circle of people is hugely wrong. She pissed Jonathan off to the point that he left MY FUCKING BIRTHDAY PARTY. Granted, it was one I didn't want, but it was still MINE.
That's what really hurts me, right now. That my friends are avoiding spending time with me because she's always around. The little time I have with them away from her is awesome, like tonight over at Kyle and Matt's. We did absolutely nothing, but it was still great. I needed that down time.
She's freaking Matt out. That's huge. Matt doesn't freak out easily, because he's so fucking laid-back and indecisive. Well, he's made one decision, at least, and it's that Nicole is pissing him off.
I have to talk to her, but it's going to be so hard...the easiest thing would really be to get my ire up. Irreparable, probably, but then I've always been one to just burn the bridges and be done with it.
I need a drink. Good thing my birthday present was a bugging case of Corona that I had a devil of a time sneaking up to my room...bah.
morgan created this masterpiece on Tuesday, November 5, 2002 12:54 a.m.
The Good Life
Search can bite me. I can't WAIT to change concentrations next semester...the Reformation is boring me to death. Professor Jackson has been waiting all semester to get to Edwards' "Sinners in the Hands of an Angry God."
Excuse me while I catch my breath. The excitement I felt at reading that may have been too much for me.
God, I hope Favazza will let me in his class...if not, I'll settle for the Literature track, but...ARGH. Anything would be better than this. What was I thinking when I signed up for the history track?! I have YET to have a decent history professor. I should have just signed up for Religious Studies at the get go.
And it's still raining and grey outside. I feel like I'm back in Rome. Bah. At least I don't have to dress up Wednesdays and Sundays. Dresses in monsoon season...not a good idea.
A good thing, though, is that I've been adding bits and pieces to two or three stories at once lately. Stories I haven't worked on in a while, that is (namely "Say Please" and "Fruit of the Poison Tree").
That reminds me...I don't think I've posted any of "Fruit" for anyone to read. That's mostly due to the fact that I have precious little of it worked out even remotely close to the way I want it, but there's some chunks I could put up, I guess. And it wouldn't hurt to let my poor, angst- and guilt-ridden Severus see the light of the Internet. ^_^ Come on, a fantasy story with a dark lord, a spy, a potential love quadrangle (!), and entirely too much angst? How could I NOT write a fanfic about that?!
Besides, I want to try to make Severus and Remus friends. Are they really all that different? The Mark, lycanthropy...maybe that's why Severus hates him so much in PoA...Remus reminds him of himself.
Aah! I've rambled so much now I don't have time to get coffee before Biology. How will I ever stay awake?!
morgan created this masterpiece on Tuesday, October 29, 2002 12:28 p.m.
Note to self:
Brilliant insight during first Hamlet rehearsal...Cookie asked us what we thought of Bernardo's line, "For this relief much thanks. 'Tis bitter cold, and I am sick at heart." More precisely, she asked us what we thought it felt like to be, "sick at heart."
I said it felt as if you've dropped a glass, but it doesn't hit the floor. It just hovers there, a very few inches off the ground, in complete silence, and you know that even though it would shatter, if it finally gave in and fell it would be a relief.
That's how I've felt for the last week or so. Don't ask me why, I don't know. I just feel...stagnant. I'm ready for new classes, I'm ready for Hamlet, I'm ready for the weather to not be gross, I'm ready for Thanksgiving. I miss Michelle, I miss Bob, I miss my parents, I miss my dog, I miss spending time with Kyle because he's always with Erin now, I miss spending time with Travis because he's always with Katie and Sandi now. I think Jonathan's going through a similar funk, because he's seemed to be in as foul a mood as I've been, and it's weird. I'm not used to him putting up the walls, I'm used to him trying to break them down.
I don't know him. I wish I did. I wish I could get to know him without being afraid he might think it's weird after all that's happened. Or maybe it's me that thinks it's weird. Either way, we're both just melancholy right now.
I wish the ants would quit appearing in weird places. I don't want to have to Raid my entire room again.
On the brighter side of things, I made my instrument for Hamlet rehearsals, and it's really cool. It's a flute made out of 3/4" PVC and masking tape, and it sounds great. It's not tuned to any scale because I wanted it random. All I have to say is that our newly-acquired drill press is my new best friend.
Need to go read Search and Bio. And yes, it's 12:54 here in Memphis. Go me.
morgan created this masterpiece on Tuesday, October 29, 2002 12:43 a.m.
Taiji Chuan Rocks my Whirled
We just learned a movement called, "repulse the monkey." Does anyone realize how friggin' awesome that is?!
Talked to David today about switching to his advisee group. He seemed really flattered, actually, so that's good news. Now I just have to find the paperwork in the maze known as the registrar's office...I hate that place. They creep me out.
I also realized I have almost enough credits to minor in history or English. Rock. Wonder if anyone's ever bridged Theatre and History before? Bridging with English or Art History is easy, assuming you take the production track. Which I'm not sure I want to do...if I teach the stuff, that might make more sense. But I love being on the stage, too...gaaah. Too much thinking about the future. My Epicurean has gone into hibernation.
Oh, and Trivial Pursuit when half of each team is drunk is a bad idea, for future reference. So is watching Death to Smoochy and Requiem For a Dream consecutively in one night.
morgan created this masterpiece on Wednesday, October 23, 2002 09:20 p.m.
Back to the grindstone
Grrr, classes start again tomorrow. -_-;;
At least it will give me something that will take up more of my time, so I won't actually have to come up with the excuses necessary to avoid some people. I'm just very disappointed that fall break didn't accomplish what I hoped it would, in the sense of taking a break from people who were getting on my nerves. They're still doing it just as much as they were last week, only now even more so because I don't have a break from them to look forward to.
How do you tell a friend that you don't want to live with them because it would ruin (what you see as) your sometimes delicate friendship? There's no easy way to do it, I think, without it sounding patronizing or backstabbing. And it's early yet to think of living conditions next year, but I'd rather come up with a plan that would solve the need to discuss this, even, before it comes up. And Mom would like me to try to get in East Village instead of going off-campus, which is fine with me, I suppose, I just want a room of my own (eat your heart out, Viriginia Woolf). And I want to share an apartment with people I get along with and won't end up hating because of it. If I live off-campus, I'd like a guy to live in the apartment just for safety's sake, and I'd love it to be Travis. Right now I think the only people I COULD get along with would be Travis and Paige. Unfortunately, East Village isn't co-ed. Grrrrrrr. Maybe Sandi and Katie...hmm....there's a thought.
Anyway, I need to get some work done since I did NOTHING productive this weekend. Well, I creamed everyone in Trivial Pursuit, but that doesn't really count. And as much as I love the game, I hate it a little, too, because I always end up feeling like I'm making everyone else feel stupid, and I hate that. I hate playing dumb. Fortunately my competitive nature outweighs my need to be intellectually humble around my friends. Blarg.
morgan created this masterpiece on Tuesday, October 22, 2002 06:33 p.m.
Yum!
Watched The Sting tonight with Willett...I love that movie. Robert Redford and Paul Newman...mmmmmmmmmm. Could fall break get any better?
Well, I suppose I could dig into the illegal beverages in my fridge. Or use them to take advantange of drunk boys. But that's not very nice, is it? ^_~
I don't want to go work tomorrow...I wish we were already to the painting stage of the set for Gianni, but nooooo. We're still building stuff. I'm in a painting mood, dammit, not a powertool one. But I guess it's good that I have someplace to be and something to do instead of just being incredibly mellow with my tea and candles and books.
By the way...I've just been called ridiculously Asian. Jonathan gets baptized by the Irish in a pub, I get baptized by an Asian over anime. This just made my night.
I want a fedora, dammit. It's time to make a trip to Mr. Hat's with Willett. But not right now, seeing as it's two in the morning and yet AGAIN I'm up and running. I have to stop this or I'll get my days and nights mixed up again. Bad Morgan, bad Morgan.
Must sleep...too awake...must sleep...too awake... o.O
morgan created this masterpiece on Monday, October 21, 2002 01:43 a.m.
And one more thing...
The censored-for-television version of Showgirls has to be one of the funniest things I've ever seen. Tons of women in heavy makeup dancing around in airbrushed-on bikini tops...I felt like I was watching a live-action version of Toonami Tenchi Muyo!. Just thought you'd like to know.
morgan created this masterpiece on Saturday, October 19, 2002 10:03 p.m.
Ahhhhh, fall break.
I really like staying on campus during short breaks. It's nice and quiet, and it's just the right weather outside...I can have "me" time withought feeling like I'm avoiding people. Well, for the most part.
Went out with the boys last night, and ended up going to see Cowboy Mouth and Better Than Ezra, which rocked. BTE covered "Don't Fear the Reaper" and Joe and I about screamed ourselves silly. I still sound a bit hoarse from all the screaming, smoke, and dust in the Daisy.
It was also nice to see Eric again, and to spend time with Matt Hatley outside of all those weird people he calls his friends. I feel really sorry for him, especially with the whole ex-girlfriend thing. Kyle and the rest of his family hate her so much, and I'm not particularly fond of her, but they dated for six years. He's been single for a couple months now, and he's so lost. He doesn't know how to define himself without her. I know he's thinking of getting back together with her, and it's pissing Kyle off to no end because he hates her, but if that's what makes Matt happy...I don't see why Kyle can't just agree to dislike her but tolerate her. Kind of like the Allies during WWII...Truman was no fan of Stalin, but they worked together to get the job done. I just hope they all still get along in the end, Melissa or not.
Man, do I need to clean off my desk. Yuck.
Made a spaghetti dinner in the AOII house tonight with Nicole, Paige, and JK...it was nice to sit in a HOUSE and eat real food. It's all cozy with the candles lit and big overstuffed furniture where we could talk and watch the nasty weather outside. Downtime is a good time.
I need a house, or an apartment, or even a room in East Village. Anything. This is my SIXTH YEAR in a dorm, and I want to be able to move in somewhere and live there for more than nine months at a time without having to move my stuff in and out. It's not that I don't want to live with people, it's that I want to live in multiple rooms with people, and have doors that close. I want to be able to light candles, and have a fire, and cook in my own kitchen, and not share a bathroom. And I want to be able to decorate and paint my walls. Most of all, I want to be able to walk around in my grubby clothes and not have to put on shoes to walk down the hall to the shower.
My ideal rooming situation, if I had to live with other people? Michelle from highschool, Paige, and Travis. I don't think I could live with Nicole, I get too irritated with her after a lot of time around her. It's one of those friendships that people say would never work as a room mate situation...I've never had one of those, really. Guess I have, now.
I need to do artwork. I'm dying here...I need to do that Hamlet painting, is what I need to do. Or maybe something else, bigger maybe. Hmm. I think I'll just thumb my nose at my absent RA and light a candle, put on my Hamlet soundtrack, and get started on that. Hmph.
morgan created this masterpiece on Saturday, October 19, 2002 09:29 p.m.
Hmm.
Instant shiro miso soup is questionable. Just consider yourself warned.
Who doesn't want to write their Our Town journal/paper? ME! Who doesn't want to take thier production midterm tomorrow? ME! Who is sooooo incredibly glad it's fall break? ME!!!
I'm in one of those moods right now where I need to stay away from people. The vast majority of them are pissing me off right now, in stupid little ways. I take that back, it's not stupid little petty stuff, it's just little things that I can normally just shrug off that are really starting to irritate me. Like expressing opinions when it's obviously a bad time (do you go on a tangent about how much you hate all things '80s when you walk in on your friend having her moment of Miami Vice zen? Nooooooo...). Or coming over to my room to study, then getting mad at my room mate for no reason, and complaining about the "bad" study conditions of my room.
You don't like my room or my room mate, go back to your own damn room. I didn't really want to study anyway, because I've kept up with everything and there's TONS more stuff I need to be getting done besides shoving facts into YOUR head.
Bah. I'm also glad Adam was so generous with his 21-ness. Bless you, sah. You've made my fall break a happy one. May the gods smile on you as you begin your marathon of Those Who Hunt Elves.
morgan created this masterpiece on Friday, October 18, 2002 01:10 a.m.
Wheee, little kid art...
...with a J-rock flair. Gotta love it. Band is Dir en Grey, photo is from Crysania, and lyrics at the bottom of the title image are from the song "Schwein no Isu" on the GAUZE album.
The idea for this was spawned by two things: a discussion Beth and I had about the songs little kids hear on the radio these days (it's getting hot in here, so take off all your clothes...sung by a SIX-YEAR-OLD in Kroger!!!), and the fact that my tablet refuses to work with Windows XP. Grrrrrrah, I can't do any artwork worth my while without my tablet!
Anyway, the weather's gorgeous here, so I'm going to go frolic now.
morgan created this masterpiece on Wednesday, October 16, 2002 03:18 p.m.
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