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Mar. 22nd, 2008 @ 10:53 pm (no subject)
I've started a new journal.

I feel this one is just dead. Well maybe not dead, but I went so long without writing in it.

uhhhhh now i have two journals.

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Mar. 17th, 2008 @ 05:28 pm Time Arts Can Suck My Anus
My project did not go over well in my class. No one's did really. They were all too "safe." But only because this one girl walked down the street naked.

And some of the others were really pretty lame.

But I don't think mine was as lame. It did cross the boundary of bringing private into a public. I put my dirty underwear on display in a department store.....

Oh well, fuck this class.

I'm going to go check out a place in SE.

Then I'm going to get drunk.

Happy St. Patties.
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Mar. 15th, 2008 @ 08:48 pm Performing
I'm taking this class in performance art. It's not really a performance art class per say, it's actually time arts. Other time art classes are doing like animations and stuff, but I got stuck with the teacher who is into performance art, which is also time art.

So for this week I had to do a piece on public and private spaces, or actions, or objects. (for example someone picking their nose in public, or Vito Acconci's piece where he masturbated under the gallery floor. The piece had to do with how people feel about public space vs private space. Or personal objects in a public idea.

SOOOOOOOOOOOO this was totally hard. I am not a performance artist, and I didn't want to pee in anyones mouth or run naked through pioneer square. I was pretty scrapped for ideas.

What I ended up doing was I went into JC Penny's and stripped down a mannequin in a open public area, and slipped my dirty underwear onto it. Then I took a picture because we have to document it for class. It was so weird, stalking out waiting for a time when no one was there. I was such a mall creep, like one of those guys you see fondling a bust. But I didn't chicken out. I really thought I would.

Now I have to figure out a good way to arrange it.

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Mar. 14th, 2008 @ 09:52 pm (no subject)
I always thought cool things would happen at an art school. I guess I was waiting for a movement.But there is nothing going on. There are events, but they don't mean anything. It's uninspired no matter how fun they are. I wish I knew what the fuck I was doing.

Why is there no market for drug addict painters? Where have the factory days gone? Where is the punk attitude? And most importantly, where are the drugs?

Should I buy a car, or should I move to Portland?
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Feb. 19th, 2008 @ 10:56 pm (no subject)
I have 10 days to find a place to live.

Shouldn't be too hard. I just hope I know what I'm getting myself into...again.

But I have a job that can make money.

I go to school.

No matter what my commute is, how could it be worse? I already take 2 buses everywhere.

And if I can get a house I'll have a studio.

But Adam and I will never see each other because he will live here, and I will live in NE or wherever. Come to think of it, he has to have a new place to live in 10 days too. I don't know if he has a place set up.

No meat today.
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Feb. 12th, 2008 @ 07:42 pm (no subject)
I woke up an hour early to do my 5 drawings for my class. They were shitttty. Or so I thought until I got to class and saw shittier ones.

I didn't think it was possible to put in less effort than I did....We were supposed to take half an hour on each drawing.

Seriously, pussy school. We should not be able to get away with this shit in college. We should have all failed. But we probably all got A's.
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Feb. 11th, 2008 @ 07:33 pm (no subject)
We have "lunchtime performances" sometimes. It's pretty cool because the players get $20 bucks per person, but most of them are sooooooo lame. Today some guy from Chicago played. He was really good. His style reminded me of whetus, but it was just him and with a political theme. I bought a CD for his song about fucking the presidents daughter.

Studied flux art. (like yoko)
Weird stuff. I don't think most of them took themselves seriously. It has to do with directions and everyday stuff re contextualized.

I have a lot of homework to do.

A trimet bus killed someone today. I'm pretty sure it was a 52.

I feel a little better. I guess.
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Feb. 10th, 2008 @ 11:16 pm (no subject)
I feel a little overwhelmed. Overworked.

I hate that, that boy has so much control over my emotional state. I wish we could talk about things. He won't tell me what's wrong, he just clams up tighter than water seal on a ship.

This morning he said he would make me pancakes, but he didn't. :(

I am really feeling like shit right now.
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Jan. 29th, 2008 @ 01:45 am Time is weird.
I'm 20 now.

I had a pretty good birthday.
I woke up in bed with my naked lover.
Saw some free music at the Crystal, also celebrating a birthday (94th)
Ate some cake

And Adam is going to make a psychedelic shag rug with me, 30x36.

Better than my last birthday, being hung over as hell with no warm body next to me, and working all day.

I'm trying to finish all my recommendation stuff, and putting together portfolios.

I built a snowman today.

I was 30 minutes late to class. Fuck 6 hour classes.
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Jan. 24th, 2008 @ 10:04 pm (no subject)
Things are good.

I applied at two coffee shops today.

The owner said she had over 200 applicants and I was one of 80 that she choose to interview. Jesus Christ. I'm not even sure if I want to work in an industry that competitive. But I do want to work downtown. Actually I really just want to keep working at See's, but I need more than 9 hours a week to live off of. Those fucking liars.

Um, yeah anyways. Things are good.


Looking at some more houses....

And I <3 Adam even if he is sleepy.

Oh and Nikki and Matt are morons for thinking they should get married at their age. And they are even more ridiculous for trying to argue that it's a stupid idea.
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