Friday, April 24, 2009

My poor alien

Scott’s only words to me after working for over an hour with everybody else: “Your alien is handsome, but he has no genitals.”

A week left before our final crit, my project is nowhere near completion and has in fact not progressed at all for weeks, and apparently his greatest concern is my model’s lack of equipment.

Thursday, April 23, 2009

My mark in history

I was walking down the hallway in the art building when I noticed something eerily familiar in the Drawing 1 displays. It was my unfinished clay figure. Sometime during the several months I had left it neglected in the drawing room, someone decided to make it part of a still life. And it has now been immortalized in the charcoal drawings of numerous Drawing 1 students.

My life finally has meaning.

Tuesday, April 21, 2009

Bum bum

What happens when this weekend is over and I no longer have anything to look forward to.

Thursday, April 16, 2009

Awkward

I was in the law library working, and in a state of agitation started mindlessly slapping my thighs. I went on for a while before I realized it was the only sound in the room.

Friday, April 10, 2009

Okay that was not nearly enough








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Thursday, April 9, 2009

New Years Resolutions

So I was poking through some old stuff that I never posted and found a list of New Years Resolutions. I thought I should put it up, only because of how spectacularly I have failed to comply with even a single one.

This year I will publicly declare my resolutions, which I hope will result in greater pressure to actually carry them out. I have always made resolutions, but that was mostly out of social obligation than an actual intention to comply. But I have spent time developing the following 10 goals, and I will spend time trying to reach them. So here goes (in no particular order):

1. Eat healthy. If I were to meet an untimely end, I want my organs to be in full working order for whoever inherits them.

2. Manage time. This time I actually WILL try to do this. I will make a schedule for every day that I will follow to the letter. Once the habit has been established, it will be no big deal to perpetuate it. (Its okay, I laughed too.)

3. Manage spending. I took a look at my previously filled-to-the-brim bank account and realized that it is nearly empty. A very, very scary realization. I need to spend less on food.

4. Manage my appearance. I don't mean my face, because there really is nothing I can do about that. Or the rest of me, because I'm not fat and don't have time to "sculpt" at the gym. What I can do is look clean and well-put-together. I need to be less lazy about my hair, find clothes that will hide my flaws, and fix my posture. All this will not make up for plain old genetics, but at least I can look respectable.

5. Stop living in my head. Most of my life is spent in my head. I have entire conversations with imaginary mind-people. I don't want the bulk of my life to be stored somewhere that will die when I die. I should keep a journal or talk more, or just think less. Most of what is swimming around up there is useless and takes up valuable, scarce brainpower.

6. Listen better. I need to listen better and respond appropriately. When people talk to me, I need to give them my full attention and figure out what they mean and how they feel.


Also, I promised 10 but stopped at 6. Not a good sign already.