So The McLandsborough and I had some bonding time the other weekend with his dad and dad's girlfriend.

( I may be that girl. )

Two invites for you:

One, last minute informal invite to



No RSVP necessary, just come find me when you get there; I'll be slam-dancing in the Industrial room in the White Piano corner with the big boys. Oh, and txt me if you want me to come outside and walk you in; I carry my cell in my boot because there is nowhere else with enough material.

Second,



I want to get a big group to go to this, so will you txt/reply if you'd like to go? The caveat to this last event is, of course, I want to bring at least the older padawans with me. What this means, for you who've not done this in a while, is that if you're the strongest in our group it is very possible that you may end up carrying a sleepy child. Which is heavy but, trust me, very satisfying and sweet.

Last class of the semester today: Final Projects all completed!

Interdisciplinary Foundations: LEVEL UP!

I learned to fuss around in Photoshop, iWeb, Illustrator, iDVD, Garageband (wtf random), Power Point, iMovie and Fetch without crying too much.

I can make digital posters, paper mache sculptures (yeeah...), movies for the web, shadowboxes, light projection instillations, DVD movies (for the DVD player), and a website. I can also design product packaging and graffiti with light (!!).

Wanna see? CLICK HERE

You know what's very cathartic and calming? 

( Dishes. Washing dishes. )

I don't feel ready: fine. I'm ignorant and scared: ok. I'll just do my best, as I always do: leap from the lion's mouth and trust that I'll make it across the current chasm to whatever Chalice is waiting for me in my summer. 

 Ooooh dear.  All aboard the failboat.

I have a website due.  iWeb is the parent program but I missed the class where I learn about that program so I'm lost, lost, lost. I have all the images but I have to make slices and optimize them for the web in photoshop and here again? Very little idea what I'm doing. I have to do my work in the lab at school (45 min away).

So I have all my images and then... I spend hours flailing around in photoshop and iweb and in the end I have made a MESS and I have no idea what to save (nor where it is) and so in the end... I pull out my thumb drive and I furtively flee the lab. Just like I am today, leaving for work right now with nothing to show after 2 hours.

What makes it worse is that I have a photography assignment that I could be working on and yet I'm not in the lab because of this crap.

Finals next week: projects due Tuesday and Friday. Oh my god.

I emailed my professor and told her I'd be in for her open computer lab on tuesday even though this means she sees just EXACTLY how dumb and incompetent I am. Humiliating.


My week is not failboat: my week is FAILSUBMARINE.

*glub glub glub*

Today I found out that two of my art pieces got into a juried exhibit at the Emmanuel Gallery. Me. As a freshman.

...OMG seriously what?!?

You'd think I'm some kind of artist or something!


If you're on Auraria in the next few days, stop into that little church-looking building on the quad and say hello to my little beastie, illuminated manuscript, and lots of other fabulous art.


PS Opening reception and award ceremony Tuesday 5-6. I'm skipping class to be there! :D

Ladies and Gentlemen: I give you



The Rocky Mountain Roller Girls are playing the season opener this Saturday: join me?



Tickets, info, and link to Party Bus (from Downtown Denver) schedule on the website, here.

If you've never been to Roller Derby, there is NO BETTER time to come than now, cheering our brave and kick-ass girls on to bloody destructive mayhem victory with a bunch of friends! And need I even mention the good 'ol PBR beer! I THINK NOT.

Hello, friends!

Our buddy lenaen has finally returned from California, so let's all get together and make him tell us embarrassing stories!
Click here to RSVP at the Facebook page. Please invite anyone I may have missed, will you?

I haven't seen many old pictures of my mom, but those that I have seen, of her as a freshman cheer-leader in high school in the 60s when she and my dad met, look just like this top picture. I'm hoping that she actually has some pictures of herself in high school so I can check my perception. I am pretty sure my dad has pictures, but I wouldn't be so cruel as to ask him to go back through old photographs of he and his ex-wife's courtship days.

In related news, divorce sucks. D-, Would not go again.

I think I'm going to take myself on a date to this art instillation this Tuesday to distract myself from OMG NEED MOAR PEOPLE SCHOOL NAOW PLZ. I don't know if I'll draw or write on that big long sheet of paper, honestly, and am trying not to make my decision (of which to do) mean anything - though of course I'm afraid it does. This brings to mind a story Sir Kent told me about his best friend in art school. It seems that for most projects that they had to do, and this one big one (maybe a final project?) specifically, his friend's projects involved more writing than actual visual art. Sir Kent's friend is an author now, and has been a talented writer for as long as I've known him. Gives me a little hope, this story: maybe the genesis of all I'm meant to be is already inside me, no matter what I pursue out here in the world.

...of course if that's true? I'm meant to be a hell of a lot of things.

In related news, Jeopardy! time:

Answer:

Final Cut Pro 6: Visual QuickPro Guide,

Little Digital Video Book, The (2nd Edition),

Creating Motion Graphics with After Effects: Essential and Advanced

Techniques, 4th Edition

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Question:
What books are required for just ONE of my classes at CU this semester?

I have been hanging around in a jewelery store on Larimer lately and man - wow, that is SOME PLACE. Possibly the most awesomely random yet comfortable place I have ever had the pleasure of being welcome in. Just as a side note: they get characters, I tell you, and NO LIE. I have stories that would make you laugh in surprise and I'm only there for a little while once a week or so! Today I saw a crest-pin being made for a man who's going back to the homeland because he's inherited the leadership of a clan. This man has a heavy cane but not for locomotion, oh no: it's in case of skulduggery on the byways of our fair city! He's also been a mercenary and he has been known to wear spats around town. Unironically. Now, I didn't get to meet him in person but today I did chat up an older lawyer who wanted Jamie to make him a necklace of sharks' teeth which the lawyer, himself, had collected on his most recent diving trip to Tahiti last week.

...omg what?!

If ever I do turn out to desire a career in writing believe me: it's only going to take me about two more months hanging out at the jewelery store and I will have material for yeeeears. And this isn't including the hijinks of the actual employees of the place nor the tale of what exactly I did to now be welcome to play around with shiny lovely pretties hang out in a jewelery store!

...you know, it's really only when I sit down, usually confused over some stupid relationship issue, to write about how nothing really is going on in my life that I realize how awesome an adventure my life is. Thanks, f-list.

I have visions of a little house, tiny and manicured yet architecturally interesting inside. It is a favorite day-dream of mine. The elements of this house, inside and out, often change to suit what most pleases my mood right at the moment.

( Tonight, I clearly see my little house.. )

F-LIST:

VERY IMPORTANT THINGS AFOOT.

Poll #1321462 Hair, hair everywhere and not a drop to drink!!!
Open to: All, detailed results viewable to: All

Hair color= red or auburn; short gothling-bangs or long mysterious-lady bangs.

Will the wildebeast like it, though?

Guests, my birthday, New Years party, new semester at school. YOU CAN SEE MY DILEMMA.

(Kate Nash, "Nicest Thing")

No more: no more. I want to be asleep.

Paris: "I don't think anyone should have to pay for God's love..."






"...I think that we should download it illegally using BitTorrent."

Court and I are getting ready to leave the house for our Fridays. As always, throughout the morning we have been collecting into scattered piles various things that should come with us to our weekend apartment: clothes we're going to wear for the weekend, food we want to have, books, ipods, makeup and such.

Courtney is finished getting ready before I am and she comes upstairs to say goodbye and give me a hug as I finish my makeup.

"Oh," she adds, turning at the hallway, "I'm taking Twilight to read today."

I left the book on top of the kitchen-counter pile of things to take with me - and she knows it.

( Oh no she DI'INT... )

As she walked out the hallway she called back, "Enjoy your dinner with your booooyfrieeeend..."

"HE'S NOT MY..." I yelled at her, but the door slammed shut behind her.

"Little brat," I said fondly under my breath.

OK no seriously SERIOUSLY LOOK AT THIS:

( Click here to see the VIDEO OF AWESOMENESS AND FATHER-FIGURE ISSUES )

THE REPO MAN. A DARK, GOTHY ROCK OPERA. WITH SARAH BRIGHTMAN. AND GILES GILES GILES! AND they encourage audience participation!

There is nothing not to love about this except maybe inappropriately gore and blood but I'm always hiding my eyes for that anyway.

WHO WANTS TO COME WITH ME?!? or maybe I should say



(...how can any of you resist that?!)



X-posted. Showing sometime in January between the 10th and 17th at The Mayan.

I haven't really had a big party for my birthday (January 1st) because, you know... well, that day IS a big party! But I know I want to be with friends and have a great time so for 6 months I've been planning what I wanted to do. Finally all the plans came together and though I wanted it to be a surprise, it was leaked to the media early...



You'll all be receiving passes (and airline tickets, if necessary) in the mail very soon. Happy Birthday to me!

:)

Today I woke in my apartment to an inch of snow on everything.
Today, for a WONDER, Courtney got up (and told me about a manga she read) and went to work before I got out of bed.
Today around 2:00 I'm going to walk to the Peaberry Coffee down the street from my apartment for the first time (barefoot in the snow, uphill both ways).
Today I'm not taking a shower until this afternoon, and even when I do I'm getting dressed in a tank top, hole-y jeans and a friend's huge oxford (painting shirt).
Today I'm creating a polytych on four 5X7 cedar planks in various media. Which means MESSY MESSY SKYE TIME today.
Today I'm going to have a breakfast burrito for lunch.
Today Death Cab for Cutie's song "I Will Possess Your Heart" didn't make me feel unbearably wistful.
Today Panic At The Disco's song "When The Day Met The Night" made me cry, though.
Today I am painting with acrylics. I'll give it 3 hours and then if I hate it, it's going in the trash.
Today I'm going to have a hot dog and veggie chips for dinner with Courtney. Maybe she'll download Soul Eater to watch?
Today I am projecting I will work on 4, maybe 5 finals. Chances are I'll touch 3, though.
Today I'm working all day, dancing and singing all day, snacking all day, getting messy all day, and maybe missing you. All day.

Hope you have a lovely Saturday too. ESPECIALLY YOU, Teca. Happy b-day! ^_^