Saturday, May 24, 2003

Only a few more days until my undergraduation. My last two critiques were kind of anti-climactic but who cares. One girl said that she really liked how consistent they were. Thanks stupid. It's probably better to say nothing than ask what kind of paper it is for the 6th time or whether they were printed digitally or not. Maybe I really am this mean. I've also had several dreams about printing other people's pictures on the mural printer at school & having massive problems. Then I remember that I've been printing other people's pictures at school & having massive problems, sort of.

I always forget about Vice Magazine. It can be extremely funny sometimes. Sometimes it's just mean. Like me, sort of.

Monday, May 19, 2003

I broke my iPod today. That darn cat was pissed because his litter box was a mess so when I got up to take a shower this morning he bit me on the calf. I threw a tote bag at him. My little iPod was inside. I took it apart, to see if I could fix it but no dice. There were, in fact, broken pieces loose inside. Boohoo.