hey number 290!
I should throw a party for 300. I don't know how that would happen but it's going to.
so it's 2:33am. I have to write this stupid paper. Stupid spring rendering me unable to get any work done.
i've still got 12 hours to write it. That's like 4 hours per page. awesome especially considering if I sat down seriously to write it it would probably only take a few minutes to write. oh the conundrum of procrastination.
so anyway. what did you do today? oh that's cool. so you're day didn't involve reading rue mcclanahan's autobiography? that's cool too. mine did. oh god.
today on marta I decided i should try to stop cussing. It's not that I cuss like a sailor or anything just a sprinkling of colorful language because I feel like sometimes a good "fuck" or "shit" really gets my point across. But I was listening to this girl and she had this terrible attitude and she was talking on her cell phone and she had her feet up on the seat next to her even though the train was nearly full and I just hated her. I couldn't help it, but then I realized I didn't hate her I really just felt sorry for her because she seemed so angry at the world and like she was putting on this whole tough girl act because she was so insecure. She just depressed me and I just wanted some butterfly tranisition to happen before my eyes. Instant poof from angsty marta rider to business woman in night school, but it didn't happen and that just makes me realize that I can't change people, which i already knew. I guess all you can do is use people as litmus tests to see what you need to change about yourself. This too seems like an obvious if not cliched idea, but I suppose I'll take it.
I think I'll become a member of the high. it's only $35 a year fee and it's so close to school it would be nice to go see some art on my lunch break this summer to make me rensent my major less. Because reducing the amount of resentment in my life is what I'm all about.
I'm also looking for an image to be my sort of visual mantra. There was this theologian and he had a print of the Isenheim altarpiece over his desk while he was writing because in the painting John the baptist is point to the cross and this he said is the job of the church to be leading people's attention to the cross. Now that's a visual mantra. It's just makes everything so much more accessible when an idea is addressed in visual terms. So that's my summer goal. tah-dah.
tomorrow's goal: write paper before 4 o'clock class.
so it's 2:33am. I have to write this stupid paper. Stupid spring rendering me unable to get any work done.
i've still got 12 hours to write it. That's like 4 hours per page. awesome especially considering if I sat down seriously to write it it would probably only take a few minutes to write. oh the conundrum of procrastination.
so anyway. what did you do today? oh that's cool. so you're day didn't involve reading rue mcclanahan's autobiography? that's cool too. mine did. oh god.
today on marta I decided i should try to stop cussing. It's not that I cuss like a sailor or anything just a sprinkling of colorful language because I feel like sometimes a good "fuck" or "shit" really gets my point across. But I was listening to this girl and she had this terrible attitude and she was talking on her cell phone and she had her feet up on the seat next to her even though the train was nearly full and I just hated her. I couldn't help it, but then I realized I didn't hate her I really just felt sorry for her because she seemed so angry at the world and like she was putting on this whole tough girl act because she was so insecure. She just depressed me and I just wanted some butterfly tranisition to happen before my eyes. Instant poof from angsty marta rider to business woman in night school, but it didn't happen and that just makes me realize that I can't change people, which i already knew. I guess all you can do is use people as litmus tests to see what you need to change about yourself. This too seems like an obvious if not cliched idea, but I suppose I'll take it.
I think I'll become a member of the high. it's only $35 a year fee and it's so close to school it would be nice to go see some art on my lunch break this summer to make me rensent my major less. Because reducing the amount of resentment in my life is what I'm all about.
I'm also looking for an image to be my sort of visual mantra. There was this theologian and he had a print of the Isenheim altarpiece over his desk while he was writing because in the painting John the baptist is point to the cross and this he said is the job of the church to be leading people's attention to the cross. Now that's a visual mantra. It's just makes everything so much more accessible when an idea is addressed in visual terms. So that's my summer goal. tah-dah.
tomorrow's goal: write paper before 4 o'clock class.
posted by kat @ 2:33 AM
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