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Poem Found While Packing for Home:

2006-07-01T04:29:52Z

What Eric Thinks About Bologna and Broccoli

I want to be nicer
Slow down
Spend more time being productive
Eat well
And stop spending money.
I want to travel
Take walks
Pay more attention to loved ones...or less
And get more sleep.
I want to become great
Not care
Stay in
Develop and eating disorder
Lock the door.

Kidney Stones

2006-06-10T17:44:44Z

Yeah, I have one of these inside me:

Renal colic is the term used to describe the pains associated from kidney stones. It has been likened to childbirth because of the excruciating nature of the pain. Suffice to say, I didn't feel so hot this morning.

Things Ohio is:

2005-12-20T08:04:25Z

1) Cold.
2) Sucky/Boring.

Hooray for Halloween!

2005-10-28T06:34:38Z

I mean: *Gurgle, Beep, Bob Boooop!*

klugless @ 2005-04-16T22:14:00

2005-04-17T02:16:00Z

I only choose the path of an artist because I am insane. Art is my psychiatry.

A Little Tid-Bit On National Security

2005-02-16T04:00:15Z

So I went out of town this past weekend. And as I'm unpacking this morning in my apartment...I just had to laugh. Right in the side pocket of my backpack (which I should mention was one of my CARRY-ONS), was a razor sharp, pen exact-o blade. I didn't realize until today that I had forgot to take it out of my pack before the trip.

The funny thing is, I got through security not once, but TWICE, with this little item. And it wasn't like they weren't checking. In fact, on my way out my colored pencils got checked because they're in a metal case. Pointy objects in a metal case. *Shrug*

So what did terrorists use to high-jack the planes on 9-11? Oh right! EXACT-O BLADES!

I should also add that I was flying out of, and into Washington, DC.

...

Fool me once shame on you, Fool me twice...

I love America.

The Actor's Nightmare

2004-10-29T19:33:43Z

Last night I had it.

I rollerskate into the play Hamlet, starring me. I don't know why I'm acting out this play, what my lines are, or why I'm roller skating. Out on the stage I can hear the audience whispering in confusion - apparently I've missed my entrance. All the other actor's are huddled in a mass on the other side of the stage and I say, "Sorry." And then, "Sorry, I missed the party." And then I mix into between their group, think, then walk away. I take off the rollerskates and say, "No, I changed my mind."

Everyone laughs.

So then I just look out into the crowd and the spot is on me so I can't see anyone. And I just start talking:
"The best way to get cut, is to cut someone else. Don't screw over your friends, because then you won't have any to wait out on stage for you."

I see my old highschool drama friends - Connie, Jeff, and Robin. And I hear my old drama teacher's laugh in the crowde. Then I wake up and all I can say is:

"God, I'm glad that's over."

The Fearsome Trio

2004-10-27T17:23:45Z

If you haven't visited the White Walls Gallery in the Corcoran halls, you should now.

Me, Jaime, and Alex are sitting in Into to Fine Art. And then our teacher tells us to start drawing a piece due next week. We pretty much are the only people who don't take that class seriously so we went out into the hall where 2nd year work is hanging. I lay down on the ground because I'm tired and we discuss how it would be cool if I just stayed there and was an another piece on display. Alex suggests we put some tape around me with a sign reading "DO NOT TOUCH." So they do. We added a little coffee cup lying on the ground fallen away from my outlined hand; a stirrer and some coffee droplets. We figured we'll just keep on doing this everytime there's a show because it ended up being the best piece there, people keep avoiding walking on it, and some even check it out.

The best part is our teacher walked out into the hall while we're doing this and just kinda' watched. Then we went to Subway and got some sandwiches. All the while everyone else to drawing in the classroom. I still haven't figured out if the teacher loves or hates us. Scip, the Drawing teacher stopped by and suggested ways to make the piece better, and then proceeded to teach us how to use a credit card to open up the drawing room doors if we ever needed supplies...

I love art school.

klugless @ 2004-10-23T10:39:00

2004-10-23T14:53:31Z

So I went to see Ringu & Evil Dead 2 last night at the Corcoran autotorium. Both enjoyable. After that I head downstairs, as the front doors were locked, so that I could leave. On the way, low and behold my terrible figure drawing hangs on the wall - It's God awful. So I finger, "you suck" in the charcoal. But as I'm leaving I realize I'll get huge shit for it so I start to smear it out. This is the point where I rub my finger over a tack sticking OUT of the wall. So I start bleeding pretty badly and I start to leave. Then down the hall this security gaurd stops me and says:

Guard: Excuse me? *Grumpy face* Why'd you just do that?
Me: Uhhh, it's my own artwork...
Guard: Let me see I.D.

I show him I.D. at which he looks at the picture then my face like 5 times, just to make sure its me. As if it makes any differance because he doesn't even know who's piece that was. Then Jaime butts in:

Jaime: You know, that's what us artist's do. Goin' crazy and changing stuff all the time.

Me and the guard both look at him. Then the guard back to me.

Guard: Well for future referance: once the work is on the walls, YOU CAN'T CHANGE IT.

So I leave, but at this point I'm on the brink of laughing histerically. "I CAN'T CHANGE IT?" I can rip that motherfucker down if I want to. This makes to be one of the top 10 nights in my book. Especially that comment from Jaime. I just shook my head at him afterward. Oh, and my finger looks massacred now.

Have a great day people.

Mood: Disturbed

2004-10-14T21:58:27Z

So I definitly woke up for something I wasn't supposed to wake up for last night. The sound of groans and moans still haunts me.

What am I supposed to do in that situation?! I certainly can't get out of bed and leave the room. But at the same time I'm unable to get back to sleep. So I just buried my head in my pillow, hummed "Mary had a little lamb" quitely, and prayed for one of them to finish. *Shiver*

Anyway, I think I'll just let it go, hoping it was just a fluke and that generally neither party would think about having sex in front of me again - EVEN if they think I'm sleeping.

Really I can't think of any other relevance in my day. I did however, manage to cut my hand three times in Resources today. Giving me the leading record for most cuts in one class. The thing about cutting your hands, is that no matter how deep the cut is, there's so much blood flow you're spurting all over the place. My teacher gave me bonus points - oh, yeah.

That's it for now.
Later.

...Spiderweb and I'm Caught in the Middle...

2004-10-03T18:58:42Z

Observation #1:
In depressing, longing situations, Coldplay sould not be the backround music of choice.

Don't See Resident Evil 2 - Let's Make GOOD Zombie Movies!

2004-09-11T04:36:15Z

So I saw Resident Evil 2 tonight and if you plan on seeing it DON'T. If that doesn't convince you well then stop reading because here's some spoilage:

*RESIDENT EVIL 2 SPOILER*

This movie takes action/horror cliches and ridiculousness to a new height. Let's just list some of the extremely funny thing's I can remember:

-"Alice" crashing through the stain glass window of a church, on a motorcycle, flipping of it in mid-ride, shooting zombie "lickers," and then exploding the motocycle within the span of 15-20 seconds. Impressive? Read on.

-The cliche' "Leave me! Save the girl!" line.

-The group strolls through a graveyard. You know, just because. I could actually see the smoke machine and flood light. Oh, and the predictable graveyard zombies clawing out of the ground.

-A nuclear explosion. A nuclear explosion that seems to only make a helicopter crash, not incinerate.

-A death match between "Alice" and "Nemesis." Think Disney's 'Beauty and the Beast' without the teapot singing.

-Pointless nude, zombie strippers. Should I be complaining?

-A character dedicated soley to making comedic one-liners all involving the word "mother-fucker."

-A hillbilly sniper who takes pot-shots at zombies from a roof-top. This seems familiar...

-The line, "Stay." after shooting a zombie dog on the ground.

-The old Matix classic: bullet-time.

And finally, *drum roll* a set up for another movie. Was that really a surprise? So I urge you all. Please do not give this movie money. As an owner of the first, much better, Resident Evil 1, I'm sorry about it all. But I can't let Hollywood continue to besmerch the zombie-movie genre.

*END RESIDENT EVIL SPOILER*

That's all I need to say. Enjoy your night. Later people.