Monday, September 29, 2003 09:40 p.m.
This is such a sad song. :/
I think I got my photography stuff all finished up tonight. Just have to pull it all together in some sort of order tomorrow. I'm so glad to be getting this over with.
Poor Daniel cut his finger wide open while he was finishing his stuff up and took off to the emergency room. Been trying to call and see how bad it was, but he's not answering. Punk.
My room is FREEZING. I'm bundled up in this chair with my electric blanket... it's not a very comfortable chair. In fact, it's a very uncomfortable chair. I should ask Santa Claus for a big cushy office chair...
Monday, September 29, 2003 12:32 a.m.
I'm sleepy and cold. I will become one with the electric blanket very soon.
I just suddenly, very suddenly, got very, VERY anxious about my photography critique on Wednesday. It's funny, because up to this point I've been trying to calm other people down about it. But now it's like.. freak out time.
I do this a lot, you know. I'll be perfectly fine up to a point. Cool as a cucumber. Then suddenly (and often times for NO REASON AT ALL) I completely freak out. There have been times where I've been anxious for days without knowing why. I get the sick feeling in my stomach and all.
'Tis weird.
Sunday, September 28, 2003 12:22 a.m.
I've figured out why listening to Utada Hikaru makes me feel so odd. It reminds me of driving to Will's house at night in the winter. How weird is that?
I miss November.
Saturday, September 27, 2003 11:27 p.m.
I love this song. Seriously. It's great.
I'm in a good mood right now, but it's one of those tenuous moods where I'm afraid to do anything or it'll change on me. It'll probably crawl into bed and play a video game before falling asleep. A good way to end a good day, I think.
It was a long day too, it seems. Spent the afternoon cleaning up the room Daniel and I will be sharing as a studio space. It was actually pretty fun. We found the Keys of Hope, a dead mouse, and some scary, scary things in the bathrooms.
Then it was time for photography. We worked for like... five hours? Something like that. I think I got some pretty decent stuff. I might scan some later and upload them to the ol' devart account.
Bedtime now, I think. I have lots to do tomorrow too...
Thursday, September 25, 2003 10:13 p.m.
Just got back from the Little Tokyo. Had dinner with Lisa, Drew, Harry, and Pat. I stuffed myself full of negima and eel. We will definately have to do that again.
Lisa and Drew have the most entertianing cat stories ever. >.>
On the way back, I was stopped at a red light on College Street... staring straight ahead, waiting for it to turn green. Suddenly I hear a tap on my passenger window and I nearly jump out of my skin. I turn around and see Bryan's face in my window with Tim, Sid, and Joel behind him (laughing at me, I think). Took me a second to realize that I wasn't about to be murdered.
Should have locked the doors and hit the gas anyway. They told me I was expected to be at CJ's tonight. But I'm really tired. ;.; I just want to go to sleep right now. I only got a few hours of sleep last night, and I've been on my feet all day taking care of photography stuff.
Have to think of a way to get out of this. They'll be coming for me soon. >.>;;;
Monday, September 22, 2003 09:59 p.m.
So I finally saw Donnie Darko.
It was awesome... but I'm going to have nightmares about that bunny suit. I know it.
Speaking of nightmares, apparently your sleep position can indicate your personality. I'm a "yearner" and I guess I fit the description.
Sunday, September 21, 2003 06:46 p.m.
I'm still congested, but that's all loosening up. My cough sounds worse, but it's just cause I'm getting all that stuff out of my body I suppose. I'm sure if I go to bed early tonight (which I will) and sleep well (thank you, Nyquil) I'll be all better in the morning.
Thanks to this little bug or whatever, I've gotten nothing done this weekend that I wanted to. Most of my time was spent in bed. And then going out at night and making things worse.
It's dark and rainy outside... so I wouldn't have gotten much photography done anyway.
I've also decided that I'm done being "mopey." I'm sure I've been a huge drag on my friends as of late. I know I don't like it when my friends are upset and I can't do much to help them. Besides, I've grown acclimated to my current situation and it's not nearly as dismal as I first thought it was.
My feet are wet and I am cold. I'm going to take a hot shower and then crawl in bed and watch the tv.
Saturday, September 20, 2003 01:47 p.m.
Yup. I am sick. I'm about to go to Wal-Mart and get something with which to medicate myself.
I might not get as much accomplished this weekend as I had hoped I would. All I want to do is sleep and lay around... and that's probably what I should be doing.
I think when I get back from the store I'll work on my take home Sociology exam and watch Don Juan Demarco. Woot.
In other news, I finished another drawing. It's got it's awkward spots, but over all I'm happy. I'm getting a better handle on hair, I think. I know what I want to do next... but we'll see if I'll be able to pull it off.
Friday, September 19, 2003 12:33 p.m.
Still rockin' the Tori. Aw yeah.
Well. It's official. I am awesome. As of this morning there is thirty pounds less of me. I'm hardly miniskirt material, but if I keep losing at this rate (about ten pounds a month) it won't be very long.
Anyway, I think I'm hot stuff right now anyway. And anyone who doesn't think so too can bite me. Hard.
I'm starving... so I'm going to go find something good to eat for lunch.
Thursday, September 18, 2003 08:02 p.m.
A Wise Man gave me some sage advice last night. Advice that included finding a copy of Tori Amos' "Boys for Pele."
"I'll keep that in mind." I said.
So I go to the little used cd sale in the student center today... and lo and behold... there it sat. Calling to me. A seven dollar copy of "Boys for Pele."
I had to buy it. It was fate.
It's pretty nifty. It's going into rotation with Pinkerton and Lateralus. Woo.
I've gotten all my school-related worries taken care of for the week.. I'm so incredibly tired right now. x.x It's a good tired, though. A "finally, I can relax" tired.
I have the urge to watch a Johnny Depp movie.
Wednesday, September 17, 2003 07:12 p.m.
Life sucks. Bad day. Again.
Bitch bitch bitch.
Won't someone save me?
Wednesday, September 17, 2003 12:28 p.m.
Oh, Mr. Cuomo... it's like you found the deepest, darkest little emo bits of my soul and set them to music. I love you.
I have nag champa incense... it smells incredible.. until I burn it. Then it just smells like something burning. Has a slightly bitter tinge to it. What's up with that?
Remember that illustration I accidentally wiped out last night? Apparently that was only the beginning.
I was finishing up roll of film when something odd happened. On the 20th exposure or so, my film started making this horrible grating noise while it was advancing. So I just stopped and rewound. I wonder if I'll have ANYTHING on this roll. This would make the second time for me. Guh.
After typing up something for honors, I tried to print... but I was getting all kinds of crazy error messages from my printer software. This thing was due this morning so I was getting a little harried. This was also a bad thing because I was counting on printing out all my stuff for my poster that I have to have tomorrow night. I reinstalled my drivers and fiddled with extensions for almost an hour.
By then I was getting really frustrated (and a little spazzy) so I decided to chill out with a round of Soul Calibur. I start the game and find out that my SCII data has been corrupted.
I never put a whole lot of faith in karma, but at this point I stopped to take inventory of my life and figure out just where I went wrong.
After a popcicle, I tried one last time to reinstall my printer drivers. Lo and behold, it actually worked this time. I have time to redo my illustration. I restarted my SCII game. I have plenty of film.
I am so okay. So very okay.
Tuesday, September 16, 2003 09:31 p.m.
My body aches for sleep... but no bed for me. I still have homework.
I completely wiped out an entire illustration tonight. So, so dumb. I've got to redo that, but right now I'm worrying about typing up my list of potential sources and getting my poster together for Honors. Will I be able to avoid full-on panic mode before tomorrow?
Stay tuned to find out.
Right now I'm going to get a hot shower.
Monday, September 15, 2003 07:47 p.m.
Oh yeah. You know it's on when I pull out Pinkerton.
My mom told me that one of her co-workers' son was seriously injured over in Iraq. Sure enough, on the front page of the Clarion-Ledger, there's a story about five men from the Picayune National Guard unit being injured when their convoy was attacked by small-arms fire and an explosion. One is in critical condition, two are in intensive care, and the other two have returned to duty.
My mom said that they've had these guys clearing up mine fields... but they're a construction batalion. They're scared to death, apparently. Who wouldn't be?
I went out to take some photos this evening. But I fiddled around for too long and lost all the good light. I had a nice walk along College Street, though. It feels like Fall outside. Very nice. Helped calm my somewhat rattled nerves. I think I'll go out later and take a few night shots.
I'm working on another Photoshop "painting". I like how it's turned out so far. I thought I'd be done by now.. but I'm a busy girl. Busy busy.
Monday, September 15, 2003 01:28 p.m.
But that's just bullshit.
Cause it's a beautiful day outside. Out there, life is beautiful. The people are beautiful. (Even the orchestra is beautiful.) Dammit, I'm going to be beautiful too.
I refuse to sit in a corner and sulk. I've got things to do. Important stuff that needs to be done. Things that are more important that the stupid, stupid stuff that I'm letting get me down.
I'm a better person than this!
Sunday, September 14, 2003 01:51 p.m.
I take back whatever bad things I said about Hybrid Rainbow. I feel it today.
I want Type O Negative and Andrew W.K.'s new albums.
Well, I got out of bed this morning and got a hot shower. That's a good start, I suppose. I'm sitting in the computer lab now... I really want to be outside shooting another roll of film. It's so cold in here and it's so nice outside. I want to walk all over town. They say exercise is good for pulling yourself out of a funk.
Why don't you ever answer my e-mails? Should I stop trying?
Pardon me for being dramatic.
Saturday, September 13, 2003 03:00 p.m.
I stepped on the scale this morning and I've now lost 28 lbs. So very close to 30. I'm trying to find a new motivation. I've been doing this for the wrong reasons, I realized. Those reasons weren't keeping me motivated lately and my resolve has been very easily shaken.
Today I've had NO motivation to do anything. I lay in bed for way to long this morning. Just laying there staring at the ceiling. I finally got up and started painting henna on my hands.. and it's almost three now and I've yet to get out of my pajamas.
I need to do laundry.. I need to fix something to eat.. I need to get some exercise.. I need to do research.. I need to take photos.. I need to do two more drawings.. I need to write a letter.. I need to buy supplies for a project.. I need to clean my room..
But I don't want to do any of it. I want to crawl back in to bed and stop thinking for a little while. It's raining now. That used to be so nice.
Monday, September 8, 2003 12:32 p.m.
I'd like to start this entry off with the best Yahoo message EVAR. I'm sorry I was offline when it was sent.
i_work4women: Hello, Mistress. Would You like to own a male homework slave?
Wow. Either this is a dream come true... or incredibly creepy. I'm not really sure.
In other news, a cool thing happened today. Mr. Manning, one of the graphic design professors, said that I was "maybe the best graphic design student here." How awesome is that. I've got a healthy ego goin' today. Yay.
Saturday, September 6, 2003 11:26 p.m.
It's been a while since I've listened to any J-Rock. I need an mp3 of the live version of this song. It's just so much better when he whispers "iku wa" at that one part. Kimi wa boku no Vanilla. *_*
Well. I had all this stuff to write about... but I've forgetten it all as I've put off writing here. It's been an interesting weekend, to say the least. It started Thursday night, and I'm completely worn out. I've still got to go out and finally shoot a couple rolls of film for Photography. I've also got computer lab duty tomorrow. I should try and get up early I think.
These Advat Edge low carb shakes are awful. They are so much cheaper than the Atkins brand... and now I see why. Ew.
I spent a lot of time today working on coloring my drawing of Sarasvati. I've just got to do her jewelry and her sitar and then I'll be done. I'm leaving it alone for now. I'm going to need a fresh pair of eyes if I want to color gold. That's always tricky.
I've got the urge to read Good Omens again. I should have grabbed my copy while I was at home. I still want to draw War one day. She's so frickin' awesome.
My PS2 has been sent off to the hospital. I suppose I'll get it back in a couple weeks. Then I can get back to my games. I haven't missed them yet because (contrary to popular belief) I've been really busy. I'm sure I'll be jonesing by the end of the week, though.
I have been playing my ROM of the Sailor Moon RPG for SNES, though. Fun fun.
I had so much more to say, but I forgot it all. D'oh.
Monday, September 1, 2003 06:35 p.m.
My dad built me a nifty trunk. I haven't brought it up to my room yet, though. I'm lazy. I need to get the extra bedframe out of here so I'll have a decent place to put it...
My mom thinks I'm depressed or overly stressed or something. She bought me some St. John's Wort to improve my mood. Another pill to remember to take. ^^;
I finished Diary this weekend. The final verdict? Middling. I was way more into it before it got all paranormal-ly. The way Palahniuk writes about real life is fucked up enough without him having to go all Stephen King on us. It was still good, though. I liked it better than the other paranormal-ly novel, Lullaby. (Though Lullaby has one of my favorite Palahniuk lines ever, "There is no love spell.") It was nowhere near as good as Invisible Monsters and Survivor, though. So, it goes in the middle.
I went to Barnes and Noble yesterday and I can't go in that store without spending money. It's unpossible. So I bought Katherine Dunn's Geek Love. Mmm. Circus Freaks. I'm enjoying it very much.
Background Noise: Saint Tail OST - Junshin
Background Noise: Noir - Salva Nos
Background Noise: Utada Hikaru - Tokyo Nights
Background Noise: Utada Hikaru - Automatic
Background Noise: Andrew W.K. - Party Hard
Wow.
The sore throat went away, which is good. I was sure it would be worse after all the yelling I did watching Bryan's band last night.
Background Noise: Tori Amos - Muhammad my Friend
Background Noise: Tori Amos - Horses
Background Noise: Tori Amos - Little Amsterdam
Background Noise: Johnny Cash - Hurt
Background Noise: Weezer - Why Bother?
Background Noise: The Ramones - Pinhead
Background Noise: Weezer - Across the Sea
Officially... life sucks. It sucks hard and it sucks often. I could so easily crawl into bed right now, pull the covers over my head, and forget about everything.
Background Noise: The Pillows - Hybrid Rainbow
The waitress at the Japanese restaurant noticed last night that I had lost weight. That was great. I cheated a little on the diet last night, but starting today I'm back again. Hardcore.
Background Noise: Pantera - Cemetary Gates
Background Noise: Gackt - Vanilla
Well. I'm back from my weekend trip home. It was nice, except for the raging heartburn. Guh. Went to dinner and a movie with the folks. Helped paint my brother's room.
