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Friday, May 9th, 2008
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fluffyvera
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11:30a
i like this quote
"Artistic growth is, more than it is anything else, a refining of the sense of truthfulness. The stupid believe that to be truthful is easy; only the artist, the great artist, knows how difficult it is."
-Willa Cather
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porelsocialismo
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10:48a
for some reason, white people just don't want to live with me
ugh, so my roommates told me that they don't want me to live with them after they re-sign the lease in august.
that's okay, really, it is, but what really sucks is how underhanded those nasty bitches were about it all.
backstory:
I mentioned that I wanted to sublet my room for the summer because I was gonna be gone for most of it. They say, "sure, fine", and before I know it, Cameron (my very strange roommate that I bumped heads with alot) already has a subletter picked out for me. I figure, "great, less work for me". the original plan was for me to leave most of my shit behind, making it easier for the subletter to move in (not having to worry about furniture) and easier for me to come back (not having to worry about moving back in).
so may comes around and they sweat me HARDCORE for rent and bills long before any of it is due. it struck me as weird because usually a note just gets put up saying how much everyone owes, but i got text messages and deadlines for some reason. i brushed it off and just paid them. then, a note gets put up to have yet another house meeting, though we'd just had one. cameron told me that it was because they wanted to talk about "the sublet", i immediately thought, "what else is there to talk about?" and did everything I could to not have another meeting: i was exhausted from school and still felt like I had so much to get done before starting this farm job.
cameron insists on this meeting, asking me in person for a change if i'm sure that i don't have time for it. i explain how tired i am, but realize that it won't take forever, so sure, let's have a meeting.
a few days roll by and i get a text about meeting on monday night. nope, sorry, can't make it. we decide to meet on tuesday then.
monday was cinco de mayo and we decided to have a cinco de drinko party at rashaun's house. my moody messy man-hating roommate amy comes to this party - gets ripped on the alcohol i could hardly afford, dances and laughs with me, smokes everyone else's reefer. at one point i say to her that i don't want to ever have meetings, i mean, what's the point? she gets a strange look on her face - the kind of look that says, "i've got so much on my mind but i know i can't say it".
why didn't i figure this was coming?!
my sister did! She told me before i left to go meet that they were going to tell me to leave, and when i told my mom, she said she saw it coming too. i'm an idiot!
and something should've stuck out to me when i got a phone call once i was 15 minutes late for said bullshit meeting. usually we just wait or reschedule. something did stick out actually, so i asked cameron, "we're going to talk about the sublet, right?" and she mumbled, "yeah". fucking cunt.
so anyway, i get to the meeting and they're all waiting on me and the first thing out of cameron's mouth was her thumb and the second thing was, "we had a meeting and decided that when we resign the lease in august we don't want you on it and we want you to find a new place to live by then."
here's the deal:
my sublet was supposed to say until august, which essentially means that I'm kicked out now. i need to be at the farm by sunday or monday, which gives me less than a week to pack and find storage space. when i say this, they say stuff like, "well, you can leave it here and come get it later"
what the fuck?
do those dumbasses really think that after getting 6 days notice that i need to find another place to live, that i'm going to actually leave my things there for them to hang out all over? my rice cooker and vacuum to break? my bed to be covered in indian pussy juice and middle class private school slobber? all girl sleepovers and potlucks? man-hating parties and lame-ass benefits and a stupid name for the house? eh, fuck that.
once i'm gone, i'm gone.
the truth is probably that once i said i wanted to sublet, cameron started putting this shit together. she should move to twin oaks and start fucking aubbie or marielle or kele.
and when i asked amy how in the world she could just hang out with me and drink and dance and have such a fun time with me, all the while knowing that she was going to kick me out of our house the next day, you know what that ho said? "what good would it have done to bring it up in that space at that time?" well, you could've told me the day before. or the day before that. or as soon as you knew. or you could've kept your owl-faced never-okay walking-wounded man-hating ass at home. there's an idea.
and you better believe that i asked for my rent money back. prorated of course, but still. underhanded slimy bitches, reminds me of so much of what i hate about white anarcho-punk 'radicals'. they say they are open minded, they want to live with all kinds of people, they want to "reach out to communities of color" or whatever, but they never really shake their classism and racism and racist fear. now i understand why jacob thought he was dealing with racism while living in philly with lacy and sarah sky - i understand completely. it's a cultural barrier, a class barrier. white people can't see it (at least these white folks can't) because they think they are above it, they're far too progressive to be unconciously racist. the barrier shows up when you try to talk about serious things, make decisions, or share a house together. the best thing that these white kids can do is just listen - i think that should be the number 1 role of all white people in "minority" spaces or when living with people of color: shut up and listen. get over yourself, get over your bourgeois conditioning (to borrow a phrase from patty hearst) and what you think an anti-racist is supposed to be.
i'm getting lost in my rage.
the plan: store my shit, stay at rash's until time to move to the farm, work on farm for half of may and all of june. go to penland school of crafts in NC for hopefully all of july, definitely half of july. visit my people in MS for two weeks in August, move back to DC after that, living either alone or with a single black female. i've been talking with mia - she works at the raw/vegan carryout that i eat at almost everyday. she's been living alone after a crappy group living experience and is currently looking for a single roommate to occupy a house on Florida Ave, near HU.
see, the goddess takes care of me. everything is fine. and damn if the bitches at 765 quebec pl nw aint sneaky, immature, and sloppy.
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fluffyvera
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11:09a
and
i need to re-learn "eye of the tiger" dance for the fest.
it's the only dance underthrust has where there are serious holes in my memory.
those moves were good too.
i pilfered them right out of hip hop classes.
i'm going to try some meditation and hope they frickin' come back to me.
i hope i can get my hands on that video neil has!
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fluffyvera
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11:00a
last night matt and i got some dinner at angelina (grilled portobello sandwich & salad) and then listened to all the tracks we recorded last weekend. it still sounds good to me- i got so excited listening and nibbling dark chocolate and taking notes. Some of the vocal stuff I'm going to redo but I knew that I would want to. Funny that the song we had the hardest time with getting together pre-recording - called Wrap Around- came out great. We're going to do lots more vocals on sunday - we have yoga right before which will be good for getting me to relax before singing- i need to calm the hell down and not push so much on a couple songs. That is something I wouldn't have known from playing live - sometimes certain pushes can work live if the energy is right..it doesn't translate as well for me in recording.
oohh it's a careful balance.
what a weird world this is.
tomorrow is oj all day meeting to get organized for the fest.
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zeppole_76
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8:22a
i want to cry...
in three weeks my life should return to normal. i'm going to wake up... hit the rewind and delete button and start all over.
current mood:  anxious
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(comment on this) Thursday, May 8th, 2008
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analkant
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3:39p
kid A came out EIGHT years ago
i just figured out what people mean when they call a band "arty!"
it comes from what appears to be a common belief, that art is fluffy and meaningless and confusing for its own sake
that's so stupid!
i never understand how some art form could be "arty"
that's like calling a cat "feline"
but!
it's that people think, and this is generally true(!), that art is empty and meandering and unclear
this stereotype is furthered by bad artists
it's not that i didn't understand a lot of art
it's that it was just experimental and pointless!
this is what brendan fowler assumed i would know already
so it's not him i am angry with
it is everyone who has furthered this concept of art
boo to all of them!
boo!
and that is what art-rock is!
it's not "art"
it's confusing and meandering for the sake of being so
unclear-rock!
current mood: i quit my job
current music: pere ubu
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crunchcandy
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7:03p
Help me please.
You may or my not know that i'm taking a second degree in Applied Art at the moment, not really sure why I thought it was a good idea to do it all over again, but I am. At the moment i'm taking 'case studies' on other artists/people who work within the arts and as part of that I've already spammed some of you with a Q+A but I thought i'd post it here as well:
who are you and what do you do?
What are the tools of your trade? Do you have favourite brands/materials/suppliers?
Have you made a business plan?
How do you support yourself financially?
Did you do work experience/ unpaid/paid internship- did you find this useful?
What are you inspirations and influences?
Did you train/what in/where/when?
Have you always been based in one location?
Do you set yourself goals/targets i.e. ‘if I’m not doing x by y then z’?
What problems have you faced?
Is it worth it/ what keeps you going?
What exhibitions have you had?
How does the internet aid/ promote you- do you have a website?
Do you have any links/useful contacts-materials/galleries etc?
At the moment this is just going to go into a folder and be seen by tutors, but i'd like to tart it up a bit and maybe post some of the responses up as mini interviews, or even make a zine from them- so let me know if you're into that idea at all. My definition of 'working in the arts' is really broad, you don't have to be 'an artist'. I've already had some really interesting responses to what is essentially a very quickly, poorly worded questionnaire, so it would be nice to take some time and produce something that I could share with people.
Either respond in comments or email me
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grrrlatrix
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8:29a
Meat Punch Bag
Me + Lavs = Super Hot Date.
I'm going to eat cabbage and really loads of carbohydrates. Hahahaha, are you crying yet?
Allllllllan got WELL MAD last night.
I love him so hard, even if he is a complete BAD.
I went to the gym yesterday and then ate just one of the three possible puddings, although the rest WILL be eaten on Friday.
To conclude: food, hot dates, Bexy and Alan currently own my life.
I'm in my classroom. It is half past eight and I am going to EAT A CAKE.
MY LIFE WINSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS.
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(3 comments | comment on this) Wednesday, May 7th, 2008
punkalicia
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4:00p
many many links!
- From
![[info]](http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) kd0r: Looking for the Mouse. It's a really interesting speech/presentation about interactivity, media and our collective brain power. I totally dug on it.
- Threatening and cute, all at the same time.
- VIIIIIVIAN sent me this blog, and while I haven't actually done any of it, I really like reading things like "Seven steps to organizing any space"
- Honey Bee deaths increasing. This totally and completely freaks me out.
- Congressman gets bitchy with ISPs about Net Neutrality. And all of a sudden, I find him rather alluring.
- When two articles like these come out, it makes me a hair nervous, and like I should start stocking up on, well, something. I've decided on vintage glass glitter, b/c it seems about as useful as anything else I could stockpile.
- Make your very own tote bags, instead of buying some ugly ones at the grocery store. Plastic bags baaads. Although no tote bag will help with the whole doggie pooper scooper issue.
- Happiness is a zero sum game, and I'm totally stealing some of yours RIGHT NOW! (note: entire site is parody/satire/humor, etc)
- For NC peeps, the Museum of Life + Science is collecting things that normally can't be recycled. Drink pouches, yogurt containers, energy bar wrappers.
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benadryllian
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8:49a
Magical Faerieland for Animals
Man, if I were back in Mississippi, I would be helping out the Camp Sister Spirit Folk School with their latest project, Terri's Tribe.
Some background: Camp Sister Spirit is this awesome camp in tiny Ovett, Mississippi, where various events are held, usually with participation from queers, feminists, or y'know, just cool people on the margins of Southern society. I hung out there quite often and still visit. I am always happy when I am there, and I support them as best I can.
They've always kept some animals there, various dogs, cats, and more recently, goats, and they are expanding this project into a full-blown animal rescue. OH MY GOD how I want to help! Terri is a wonderful woman who wants to be a vet, and I've advised her a bit on that front.
HERE'S THE COOL PART, as if I don't think everything about that place is cool: They are having a benefit called K.A.A.M.P: Kindred Animal Allies for Mississippi Pets. Basically spending a Saturday doing some building and other things, but followed that night by "A WONDER-FILLED DRAG SHOW" and bonfire.
What more would I ever want in life than to help my animals AND have a drag show? In rural Mississippi?
Also, for that weekend, they are requesting Kitchen Goddesses and Water Nymphs. I LOVE CAMP SISTER SPIRIT SO MUCH...
...so much so that it would bring me back to Mississippi. Maybe one day.
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(6 comments | comment on this) Tuesday, May 6th, 2008
amberlenore
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7:10p
*intense*
The more I clean the dirtier it gets. I swear.
Doing my monthly carpet shampoo, trying to eliminate as much clutter as I can. Oh and my yard needs to be worked on so bad. I am trying to motivate all the boys I live with to please weed and mow the lawn. Oi.
I need a break from the carpets. Time to work out. I am really bonding with the Elliptical Trainer. I used to be mortally afraid of those things. They just looked so *intense*. The first time I got on one was about a week ago, with the intention of trying it out for 2 minutes. I am up to 15 minutes now! I save it for last, ‘cause it’s the best.
My feelings for it are almost, dare I say…sexual.
Okay. I’m off to the gym!
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