Gaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

So, the end of the quarter is nearing: i.e. next week. And Beav is no where near done. At the moment I'm waiting for his eyes to dry, and I'm going to mix up some yummy 30 min. epoxy to coat them with.

None of the movements are made and/or done. I got the servos last night. FINALLY.

Half the class doesn't even have servos because they don't have enough money. But they at least have some cable movements. I'm afraid that I may not even pass. I was going to fur him up, but I need to do another foam. I think I may run it in school, then cook it in my oven. So the following day I can open it up immediately.

I also am going to buy some more fur, white fur, for around the muzzle.

So- I guess I should return to my slaving. This shit needs to be DONE!

I'm fairly certain I will explode.

Oh snap!

So JR and my 6 month anniversary is next week! It makes me very excited because this is the longest I've been in a relationship!

I'm feeling very creative right now, and I wish I had an endless supply of paint and canvas. I'd go to town!

I'm taking next quarter off, because I desperately need money and I'm going insane.

Here, here!

I've moved!

Sort of.

I'm in the state of drifting at the moment, as my lease won't start until Jul. 1st. BUT_ I'm excited to move there!

I finally get to live alone and not worry about roommates poisoning me and such.

I've been bored out of mind because I've been staying with JR since I am temporarily homeless. He doesn't have cable, and all my stuff is packed, so I literally have nothing to do.

I'm thinking about just staying in Barnes and Noble tomorrow and reading. That's at least something. I suppose.

And I desperatly miss the AC.

Terribly.

I suggest for you to watch a short movie entitled, "Bucket of Blood."

It's real classy.

As always, I get to listen to children while at work. After much frustration, I decided to make a game of it. So, as I sit there listening to the screeching, I try to think of different things that I could say to parents, especially those ones with the newborns. So- here's my list.

1. Babies suck!
2. Is it supposed to look like that?
3. That one is definately going to be gay.
4. Why does he/she look like that?!
5. Is that supposed to be there?
6.(To a parent with a crying child) Your child hates you!


More to come I'm sure......

I've been slackin'!

A cracka lackin'!

I have no clue what that's supposed to mean. BUT- Since the last thingy I now have a BF of two months named JR Porter. He's hot, and I love him, and we like making fun of parents who hate their kids as well as each other. I've been spending most of my spare time with him, which isn't too much, but just enough to get our fix off each other.

He's been the best boyfriend I've had. He has said numerous times he loves me just the way I am, he doesn't judge me, and he goes along with my stupid little things. He supports me in the work I do, and tries to push me along with it. He keeps me down in reality.

I love him so much, and it's great that I don't have to worry about pleasing him, because he already is pleased. :D

In some other big news I'm FINALLY MOVING OUT OF ALLEGHENY!!! I'm moving a couple blocks down the Northside and getting an apartment with two floors. The second floor is the bedroom. I have no clue what it looks like, but I'm excited! Lynette had rung up a $100 phone bill on MY phone and put dishwasher soap in my gallon of milk. Crazy? Just a bit. So she got kicked out and right now it's only Julie and me. We hope we don't get another roommate! It's great just the two of us. It's quiet in the morning, and we actually get to sleep at night! It's grand, after Lynette left, a whole lot of stress has dissipated.

Bitch has died, and right now he's in the freezer, waiting to be buried. I want to bury him in MA with Little Man, but I have no clue when I'm going to get up there. So right now- he's just chillin'.

That's about it. I should be working on Beav, so I will do that!

Goodbye mateys!

And the list goes on...

3. A jogger's prosthetic leg fall off.
4. An elderly person get hit by a bus.

A list perhaps?

I think I'm going to start an ongoing list about things I want to see. It will pop back up randomly.......whenever I get a new idea.

So here's the first two.

1. A women (or man....) wearing stiletto heels get stuck in a grate on the sidewalk.
2. A weave getting pulled off.

If I were....

.... a rich and famous child actor, my parents would be the ones who took all the money I earned and buy lavish things.

Then I'd sue them.

Isn't it loverly?

Been ridiculously busy with school/work/movie stuff/boy humping.

OK, not so much the last one- but it's been on my mind......

Anywho- This past week was midterms so it was a bit nuts. I'm behind in my art history class, but I can catch up.

I'm doing some spec. fx on a short film some AIP students are working on. I get to do a torture scene- and this is all original stuff let me tell you. Maybe I'll get a copy of it....

So yes. Things have been pseudo exciting, if you consider getting your homework done after it's been 3 weeks past the due date. It was fun. That reminds me, I have to print the pictures out.... But here are some of the makeup photos:

I've changed my mind.

Sparked by an intellectual conversation with Ace, I've decided I don't believe in soul mates.

I've led myself to believe that everyone has someone for them. I don't think so any more. Is it really such an astounding coincidence that two people like the same music? The same type of shoes? The same color hair? No. Not at all.

One thing I still do believe is fate. I don't think that's avoidable. It leads you along. To a certain point. It directs you sometimes. But it's how one takes it is what brings them to where they are. The end result however, will always be the same. No matter which path you took, good or bad. Simple or difficult.

Since I was a child, I could only picture myself living alone. Never with a spouse, family, even a roommate. I don't think I'm going to get married. Never thought I would. Never played it out in my mind.

I'm a drifter. Always have been, always will be. I don't feel sad about not getting married. I don't mind going in and out of relationships either. Each one is an adventure. Either way, I end up "alone." Being alone is my biggest fear in life. But, I don't think I will be alone. There will always be someone there. Whether it be friend, family member, boyfriend, neighbor, dog or hampster.

I'm afraid. Of not being successful. But I've always been able to get along. Somehow. No matter how hard it is. I make it through without collapsing.