January 2012
A nice hot cup of eye opener.
I apparently hit a wall this week where I decided that I couldn’t actually handle 17 credits of classes and a job that demands me not only during the week, but on the weekends as well. And two student organizations. I’ll be honest I don’t know how to proceed from here. Calling my parents in tears though was not the correct road to take.
EDIT: I’ve taken the Hemingway...
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Listening to Bon Iver in his preferred frame of...
That is, while looking out over the snow covered trees. *sigh
Fuckin' Rice Paddy and financial responsibility...
It’s Sunday and I’m bored so I’m helping my sister set up an IRA. And eating in front of her. BRING ON THE SHITTY WEEK!!!
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Let's start a design gang.
We can go around and vandalize shitty posters, loiter outside of Office Max, and drink cheap wine and talk about our rivals “Speikerman’s Gang”. And when the cops would roll up and tell us to go home we’d push our glasses farther up our noses and look ‘em in the eye and say, “Desgn Gang for life, BITCH.”
Now… WHO’S WITH ME!!!!
Is it alcoholism to have a shot of rum after this...
$247 in textbooks later...
I’m tired. Not exhausted yet, just tired. Work was busy but kind of awesome, I’m caffeinated to the brim and ready to kick back with some ramen and light history of modern design reading. The only thing that would make me really really happy though would be if my kitty was here to sit against my leg as I read :(
Holy shit. I was fucking sobbing. SOBBING like I...
live-life-for-the-music:
moffat you fucking troll why do you need to fuck with my feelings this way.
The fucking tears coming out of my eyes.
This is more than approximate to my reaction as well.
“Listen, smile, agree and then do whatever the fuck you were gonna do anyway.”
– Robert Downey Jr. (via sookye)
Here we have an excellent example of my design work ethic.
My hair... she is gone :(
And I miss it.
