I think I lost the charisma of my blog when I left London. Now its just not as exciting to BLOG THAT SHIT.
Whenever I blog I just think of London. I looked at some pictures today and started to get really nostalgic. Its been like a month and a half- but it feels like ages ago that it was my life there.
I think I am happier here. Things are easier. There are more things to do- in a way that makes me feel like i have some purpose instead of just doing shit like going to museums and going out to random places and feeling constantly indulgent. Actually doing homework and things makes me feel more like a legitimate human being. funs over basically. but its a good thing. I can get by with spending less money. But at the same time things are not as exciting or scary and I dont have as much alone time. Which might be the reason that I blog less. All that time I spend at Mat's or at random bars I could be blogging. So clearly im wasting my life here. And I eat a significantly smaller quantity of hot dogs here. BUT I do eat a noticeably larger amount of quesidillas here. these are correlations which I will investigate further in the future.
But for now I am just literally rambling shit.
I have accumulated negativity here again. Which pisses me off. well duh. its a fucking vicious circle.I was very happy when i came back. Too happy I think. And now things have settled and I remember that people piss me off a lot and I have little control over that. Being drunk makes me want to wage control though. Speaking of which Quadstock is this Saturday. My patience will be tried. I will not throw beer cans. I am learning to be sensitive to people. Everybody is fucking sensitive. When did this happen? ? ? ?
Still no job.
some bitch that isnt even an art history major got the internship at the Seattle Art Museum that I was going for.
I will not throw beer cans
I will not throw beer cans
I will not throw beer cans
I will not throw beer cans.
Some people refer to this technique as meditation- a mantra if you will.
But yes still looking for a job and hating interviews more and more each day. I feel like im whoring myself whenever i interview. I cant possibly be myself. So i just say the fakest shit. yet still no success. how many cocks do i have to suck to get a freaking job.
Jack in the Box here I come.
Looking forward to Sasquatch next weekend~~~~
Yeah Yeah Yeahs
King Khan
Of Montreal
Crystal Castles
Nine inch Nails
Gogol Bordello
and best of all TAYLER is coming up as well from Salt Lake. !!!!! love the shit out of her. my mood was just lifted.
Also anticipating the SIFF ( Seattle International Film Festival)
I am volunteering for both Will Call and Conceirge. Which means I can do something worthwhile and stock up on vouchers and see a bunch of free movies. . ME and gloria told them we were going to be drivers. Which means we have the option of taking shifts to drive directors and shit in ESCALADES. gloria doing this would mean some serious hyphy shit. I love her.
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