Productive

My girlfriend and I are so productive. We made LOL cats yesterday because her cats are just the cutest things ever. I think I should have an LOL cat sunday with exclusives of our kitties. Yes. I am serious.

I also wrote a six page fiction story that was ten pages hand written and made me feel special until I put it into word. God Dammit. My creative juices have officially been sapped.

De Blob!!!

I foolishly rented a new Wii game yesterday and I played for about five hours. The basis of the game is that inkies have taken all the color out of the world and imprisoned all the people to work at cubicals. This new colorless world is full of jails and propoganda towers. As the hero, blob, it is your job to bring color back to the city. I love the whole political undertones in this game. I cannot seem to stop playing. I want to color the entire world and get those evil leaders out of power. This game was originally made by Dutch college students. I don't know what is going to happen. I have tons of homework including a short story I need to finish for fiction class but all I really want to do is play De Blob. Its awful. Oh I wish I didn't have such an addictive personality.

Maybe I should be a video game tester when I graduate. I'm inherently good at playing video games. I got my first system (NINTENDO) when I was only five years old. Although I'm not sure I want to waste so much of my life staring at a TV screen...but maybe it's better than a computer screen...

Stylized Movement

Metropolis is such an unsettling film. Oh German expressionism. I love how creepy and dark it is. I'm glad I decided to sign up for this film class. Its actually interesting. I'm going to email the head of the photography department at Drew and beg them to teach me how to develop 120 film. Then I can be super awesome with my Diana + developing my own film. I can't find anyone to do it for me without sending it out. In a few years no one will even do it. It's just not practical.

I'm feeling like I may be getting sick. I really can't afford to process at a level lower than this. Maybe tea will make me feel better. Working this hard is making me really depressed which I'm inclined to being anyway. I'm excited to go apple picking this weekend. Its one of my favorite things ever. Just two more days and the week is over.

Black Cloud

Yesterday I got to run my first errand as an intern! I took this large Styrofoam poster through the subway to Cooper Square in the East Village. For some strange reason it took me an hour and a half. I was actually really busy yesterday. It went from 12-4:30 in about 5.3 seconds.

After Thai food with the GF I went back to Drew for some Ryan Weller time. I sewed Sam a new eye, nose and mouth. I enjoy sewing while drinking miller lite. Excellent! I'm glad Sam's surgery was a success.

I missed my train today by two minutes. It was pulling in as I got to the station but I didn't have a ticket and I was in Madison. I had to go down to the ticket window and wait on line. Its so stupid that Madison doesn't have ticket machines. What the fuck? Are we in the stone age?? Madison has so much money and they can't put in ticket machines?? Its so strange. Why isn't anyone else annoyed by this? I bet that they think it's "quaint". The only upside is that it supplies a job. I love the ticket guy. I'm going to find out what his name is.

I should just be a Manhattan dog walker. I love dogs and they love me. I have tons of experience and then I can be outside all day. Except I wouldn't work from December-February. I think that's fair. I'll walk 5th avenue dogs for $40 a walk. I think that's a good rate for someone with a BA in English.

Whitney Houston Is In My Head

I saw a hatchback with an Obama/Biden sticker and a welsh corgi in the back seat. I want to be the person who owns that vehicle. My grandparents yelled at me for twenty minutes today. "You need to go to the career center! You're already a senior! You need to find a job. You'd be a good teacher. Or advertising!" Then later they talked about how hard working I am. I have an internship and a job. I go to school full time and I'm the assistant life & arts editor of the school paper. Plus I write a weekly column and I do yoga classes! Can I have a fucking moment? Christ.

I want a corgi and I want to name it after a font. Courier or Veranda or TNR. It will be amazing.

Headache & Meows

The teapot is boiling. Its that tea time of year again. I'm grumpy and I haven't had a moment for the leisure of the Internet in days. Although fall is my favorite season the first few days are a bit depressing. The sun is setting earlier and soon it will be too cold to have the windows open.

In other news, I went to the New Museum on Thursday. The Yellow Corner is upsetting in the best possible way. I like the whole After Nature exhibit even if there is something mildly disturbing about it.

My head is pounding. All I ate today was shrimp in garlic at the Seafood Festival in Pt. Pleasant.

I spent all morning cleaning Alyssa's apartment. It makes me happy to put things in order. At least for five seconds.

I got a raise at my second job. $8.10/hr. Hah. At least I make $10 at my internship. Thank you college education.

How many months before I'm totally burnt out? Three? Six?

The column I wrote for The Acorn this week was about the MoMA and the Van Gogh exhibit thats starting soon. The NYTimes Weekend Arts section's front page was the same thing. I'm in the know.

Oh and my phone got turned off yesterday. And my bank account is negative. How can this happen when I work two jobs? You would think I have a crack addiction or something...just an addiction to culture and life...Fucking musical tickets, dinning in the city, expensive 120 film, hoodless hoodies and grande mochas. Living above my means since 1987.

I'm just going to become a barista in a small coffee shop in San Diego and smoke a lot of the chief and read my poetry at open mic night.

Oh yeah

I almost forgot to blog about my newest career idea for after I graduate!
A dominatrix! I have the skills, I enjoy being mean and leather! The only issue is that I don't want to see any penises. Do they have lesbian only BDSM? This all spurs from an the smith diaries project posts I read yesterday. After I read about Mistress Y's love of both writing and rope bondage I knew that I could be a dominatrix too. Later on that night I kept getting signs that this was the right career choice for me. We were just cusually drinking at NoWhere when bondage porn came on and only a few minutes later Depeche Mode's Master and Servant began playing. Now I know it was bear night at a very gay bar but still!! Don't you think those were signs from baby jesus that I need to become Mistress J!??!