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| 4th of July |
| 06.28.07 (8:58 pm) [edit] |
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Shocker of the week: I am not working July 2nd & 3rd (AKA, the really busy days) but I am working July 4th (AKA, one of 4 days in the year where I get paid a little extra just for showing up, but not as much as everyone else because my pussy union put everyone hired after about two years ago under the "fuck you" contract which I am told has something to do with Mal-Wart). Welp, I'm pleasantly surprised. I didn't think there was anyway in hell I would have the 3rd off and I figured I would (again) not get to make a little extra for working on a holiday (even if it will be boring as hell after about 2 or so). They should honestly pay us the extra money on the insane day(s) leading up to a holiday when we work our asses off and not the ones where we're staring at the wall... My window is open and I am distracted by someone baby talking (hopefully to a baby). I swear, if I ever have kids and people talk to them that way I will smack them upside the head! Speak English for Chrissakes they might actually learn it! My mother-in-law talked that way to our hamster. It was just as obnoxious. I think the hamster was annoyed too. Actually she just gets annoyed that humans imprison her and hold and pet her occasionally. |
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| Unmotivated |
| 06.26.07 (12:28 pm) [edit] |
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Holy crap! I feel totally unmotivated to do anything!
What the hell is wrong with me?! |
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| 06.23.07 (11:08 pm) [edit] |
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The teacher whom I am supposed to spend a week drawing with down in LA in a month, who made no previous mention of this to me when I picked that week to go, has decided to go to Comicon. Which means now because of this whim, I have to rearrange my life slightly.
Of course... Is it possible for just one thing in my life to just happen without any sort of eventfulness?! Nothing ever seems to just go smoothly for me, nothing. Nothing can just glide along. No. There always has to be some little bad thing to go along with everything. I can't understand how we can be so damned cursed! My husband suggested just going to Disneyland for a day while he's gone. Very tempting, especially since I've just been listening to official ride soundtracks which have made me all horny for Disneyland now. However, given the fact that I can't afford to miss more work (even if at this point it is paid) I think I just need to deal with this. If I went to Disneyland, something terrible would happen anyway. My whole purse will get lost; the battery on my car will die; shit just follows me. Current Mood:  lousy
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| The Voices in my Head |
| 06.23.07 (8:29 am) [edit] |
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Last night as I tried to go to sleep, the voices in my head agonized me about how I have done virtually nothing in the past month+ except draw pigs for two hours a week and how I will fail again and how I think I've only got one more failure in me before I have to realize it wasn't meant to be and move the hell on...but to what being barely qualified for anything?
This coming home and relaxing after a 3/5 split shift stuff has to end. I haven't earned it. I should worry less about trying to get promoted and more about this. I'm worried right now. I could die walking down the street in a hit-and-run and not have lived how I wanted to live because I was trying to work for something to be better later. I guess at that point I won't really care, but still... That's how it always is, isn't it? Do things now so they can be good later. Except it just gets later and later. I've got to go... |
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| File Under WTF?! |
| 06.22.07 (10:05 pm) [edit] |
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This guy, Richard Cheese is totally strange. Apparently, he covers some of the hardest and dirtiest songs out there in a Rat Packy Las Vegas lounge style(?!).
Actually, maybe he isn't strange. Maybe he just points out how strange the original songs are. I think I did hear Puddle of Mudd's She Hates Me on the radio on the way to Sacramento once. However, it's still amusing to hear the songs in this way. Baby Got Back had me Laugh Out Louding. |
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| iTunes |
| 06.21.07 (4:15 pm) [edit] |
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There must be a parody of those Mac commercials with the Bill Gates guy and the young hip-but-not-too-hip looking guy implying of course that Mac's are for nerds and Mac's are for young hip people. (Incidentally, Steve Jobs looks more like a hip nerd but still a nerd).
(Rhetorical Question) why don't they ever show what a total moron the hip guy is? That is what the Apple thing is. You can do anything with a Mac, as long as you do it their way. It's like presupposing everytime is the first time you've ever used a computer. I'm trying to figure out how to just drag and drop a song from a CD onto the iPod, and I can't remember how I figured it out last time. However it was some way that no normal person would have thought of. This is not intended to be an endorsement of the glories of PCs, esp. Windows (which has so many problems of its own). So on that note, I did find this amusing video. Enjoy. |
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| Europe in 2010 |
| 06.20.07 (10:34 am) [edit] |
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When I finally do graduate from this BFA bullshit, I want to go to Europe on one of those 14 countries in 12 days kind of trips like I took when I finished high school.
I think I want to do this trip. Now, my plan is to put $20 away per week for the next 3 years and then somehow convince 10 other people (I think they have to be under 30) to join me. So far I have 2, Jeremy and Mike. Who else can I count on...? Andrea? Com'on. Check it out. Three years. Know who would also love a trip to Europe? Narineh (apologies about her name misspelling). Andrew? Rebecca? Do you ever read this? It will be fun! Bring your significant others I probably won't write about Las Vegas. In short, the first night was fun. Got drunk. The bartender at Treasure Island was a dick to Jeremy. Blistered my feet hiking straight from Circus Circus (which is a pisshole appropriate only for The next day we started drinking about 1, the bartender at the NY NY was way cooler than the TI guy, and we got sober by the time Spamalot came on. Bought some souvenirs from that, ate at Margaritaville. Truly, there is nothing better than being paid to drink (That is, putting in $10, getting your drink, and cashing out ahead). The next day went to some other hotels we hadn't been to before. Started drinking around noon. Lost my camera somewhere between the MGM and the Flamingo (most likely Planet Hollywood hotel). I cried uncontrollably for about 2 hours. Jeremy ditched me in a futile attempt to find his family (who were not the drinking and gambling buddies he'd hoped) and charge his phone. I slowly drank my way back to the other end of the strip. He never found his phone charger and proceeded to make $40 in long distance calls calling me and checking his messages. Both of us were pissy so we stayed in. Went out to a buffet the next day and the top of the Eiffel Tower, came home. If it hadn't been for that little camera SNAFU it would have been a perfect trip. I'm in Granite Bay now. |
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| San Francisco |
| 06.07.07 (10:27 pm) [edit] |
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I'm not going to write a lengthy blog about how it is more difficult to paint at Fort Mason than I thought because after you get your shit together, then pull your hair back to keep it from blowing in your face, find a large rock to put on the pallet paper to keep it from blowing off, thereby taking up half of the pallet leaving you with no mixing room, and all the paper being scruntched around and the paint not absorbing moisture and drying up, and your hard surface blowing away how after overcoming all that it is still like painting in a constant ferocious wind tunnel it is impossible and everyone must paint the golden gate bridge from photographs for this reason.
I'm not going to talk about eating at Alioto's Cafe Eight (I give it a B). Or how upset I was when I found out my alcoholic father-in-law was sitting in the back seat drinking Bud Light the whole time, which is illegal in this state, but drinking Anyway, that was completely disrespectful on both of their parts. My husband won't let me have a few drinks in front of his aunt after a really bad day but it's ok for her brother to be drinking in the same car behind her. I just had to get all that out because it made me really angry. I won't even get into a few of the bizarre racist comments, no, not about black people either. But still i thought, "Did you just say raghead?!" And I wasn't going to write about going to the Haight (where I finally caved and got that Robert Plant poster). And how Jeremy's aunt foolishly encouraged conversation someone selling a "Haight-Ashbury Literary Journal" (aka, my self-printed worthless poetry). And he said by her accent, she, "sounded like she was from the wrong side of the of the Mason-Dixon Line" and rather than nod, look down and say, "Yeah, that's nice" and pick up the pace a bit. She felt it absolutely necessary to defend herself. Of course, had I thought of it, and not been walking quickly so far ahead with my head down I might have said, "You mean, the same part of the Mason-Dixon line Bill Clinton and Al Gore are from, right?" Anyway, they went home this morning. Glad to have our lives back, you know, drink lightly, sleep naked, etc. But I'm glad there were here with their rental when my window stopped working. Wait! I was going to write about music stuff! Crap! OK! Gimme a minute! Let me start over! |
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| Everything going wrong |
| 06.04.07 (11:00 am) [edit] |
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On my last day off, Friday, after the the battery died the night before on So I got the part that will make the light in my work (which is probably why the battery needed replacing anyway from being drained so many times). And I got my radio fixed (for free!). And I started to think that life was good and my car would be perfect... Wrong! On my lunch yesterday my passenger side car window refused to go back up leaving it wide open for everyone, and meaning I had to take the car to the dealership and leave it wide open all night and take the bus home with all my groceries. And I found out my stupid mother gave my in-laws artichokes. Now, my mother has been doing this cooking thing for 40 years or so. You would think that such a person could come up with something more creative to give her guests and let the person who has only been cooking for 2 years only when she has time (which isn't often) have the thing that takes 2 steps, but noooooooo, of course not. So, after buying artichokes for my in-laws with a plan of "simple chicken cordon bleu, artichokes, maple syrup pie" and not planning that my stupid mom would do this. I can't make my second choice, because it's an overnight thing, the closest grocery store was closed, and I couldn't really get to another. My third choice, my grandmother just won't send the recipe and since she didn't send it this morning so it's off the table. And my 4th choice, that stupid tiny grocery store doesn't have buttermilk in a size less than "army sized." "Oh, but they can just have artichokes again! It will be OK" Wow! What a lack of imagination! My father-in-law didn't care for the one he had, and his sister didn't finish hers! So my lack of car, and mother have really fucked me and I hate them both right now. Current Mood:  angry
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