2004-03-11 18:36:02 ET

Say you are meeting a new person -- blind date, new friend, whoever -- and you want them to have some idea of who and what kind of person you are. But you can't actually tell them in so many words. Instead, you have to give them a box with a dozen things in it for them to look at/read/listen to/taste/whatever. What would you put in the box?

01. fischerspooner "#1".
02. chuck palahnuik "invisible monsters".
03. a piece of fabric that is "ginny green" (as it has been dubbed).
04. black licorice.
05. nars: rated r eyeshadow.
06. a holga camera with film.
07. godzilla toy.
08. a handful of tiny plastic dinosaurs.
09. a beetle encased in lucite.
10. knitting needles that are in the middle of something.
11. a picture of my ferrets.
12. the royal tennanbaums dvd.

my box would be circular, lime green and black and the words zombie would be carved into the lid.

2004-03-10 05:59:41 ET

it's just hit eight am. i've managed to use an entire can of spray paint. go me. \m/

i've still got no idea as to how i'm presenting some images that are due in let's say, in two hours. boo.

i've officially got nazi rule over my computer. you treat me like poop, your rights to use my computer get revoked. \m/

i want to do nothing but live in the colour darkroom. <3 home.

i like listening to abba while printing. runners up include ella fitsgerald and etta james. god needs to give me a soulful voice. please.

i have changed my shirt since sunday. bleh.

2004-03-09 08:46:47 ET

I'm up at school right now. wasting the hour and a half i have inbetween my classes. English 102 this morning was rather boring, and the focus for a good solid five mintues was this girl's "girls gone wild" shirt. way to go, you've effectively sent out a message to the whole class that your a total idiot/whore. a couple guys then moved their seats and started talking to her. oh well.

my next class is speech. which isn't all that bad. last thursday i gave my first speech to the class which was a "memorable experience" speech. i gave my speech on something that didn't happen to me. mostly because i don't want anyone to know anything about me. personally i don't think that is information that they are privaleged to recieve. i know i'm crazy. so i made up a story on how i was mugged in new york. they seemed to enjoy it. how ever one person said i was not dressed approipriately. which kinda weirded me out consideringi was wearing something quite conservative; black pin-stripe dickies, a plain black t-shirt, and a black sweater. i don't get it. i mean granted i was in all black. but i think that's ok. it wasn't like my navel was showing or i wasn't wearing a bra with a shear shirt. i'm guessing they were being judgemental about my hair or maybe piercings.

although my hair looks alot better. thankfully.

last night brian and i got together,i made him dinner. i ate some fake bbq ribs. Mmm. everything turned out pretty well. spent the rest of the night cuddled and watched tv. super exciting i know. someone told me that brian and i are the worlds most boring couple. which made me laugh. i guess people assume a relationship that i am in is like a circus or maybe an insane movie. i don't know. granted maybe when i relay things back they don't sound as exciting. granted the time we do spend together is filled with lots of insane things. cause i mean when i open my mouth i'm prone to insanity. ask anyone who knows me, but maybe not inthia cause she goes kinda nuts with me being crazy. ;P


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