ducksarecrazy

First, a rant!
I got to work the afternoon shift in texts today and when I arrived, the morning shift guy (who's one of our better employees) told me about this woman he referred to as a "witch" (in a tone that told me exactly what he meant. like I said, one of our best ones). She had come in and asked a cashier if...
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I decided over Christmas that I wouldn't worry about applying for any shows this year. I figured I should let formal training (ha. haha.) sink in, and spend my energy producing instead of stressing over submission deadlines and getting all my shit show-ready.
But there's a no-entry-fee undergrad show a couple of blocks away. With juried prizes (of real dollars, not accolades. accolades don't pay...
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Way back in the spring of 2000 when all my friends were in college, I took my one and only overhyped Spring Break party trip. We stayed in a couple of cabins at a KOA campground for next to nothing, took a few trips to Daytona beach, fucked around and whatnot. To be honest: I was normally drunk or stoned anyway, Daytona was one long...
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Well. Looks like I'm here for a while still. Sometimes indecision decides for you.

My grandfather died last Saturday. I was pretty upset about it; between classes, work, and three shows last week there was no way I could make it to the funeral in Mississippi. He played clarinet in several jazz bands, so my folks brought back some of his records, some great New...
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Things are pleasant, if quiet. The next couple of weeks will be busy, which follows along with taking classes and working at the campus bookstore. My subscription's up in February, and I'm considering bailing, at least for a while.
I'm not a terribly active community member, more of a fond lurker. That sounds kind of creepy, but I mean well.
And if I was only...
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To update, in case someone accidentally read my last post, I did switch. I'm leaning toward a BFA, which is geared toward people who want to be artists, which is me. Even if I've been painting for a decade already.
The advisor I went to see wasn't actually an advisor, but the woman in charge of what's essentially the freshman art seminar, but she was...
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I've decided to pull an eleventh-hour switch to studio art. I'm not sure whether I'll go for a BA or a BFA, since I know absolutely nothing about the program, or even the classes, but the first step is to find the secret hidden undergrad advisor. She's new this semester, and thus unlisted in the University's online directory, and the department page, and the printed...
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Two posts in one month, that's a scary kind of special.
I've never been more half-assed about my plans than right now. I'm attending what I know to be a shitty university, trying to decide between trench-crawling to a BA in psych, or accepting that I don't have the mental state to finish and taking art classes until the money runs out. Or switching majors...
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I guess this is...two months since I bothered to post anything? I've been kind of busy, with school mostly. It's been a struggle, this semester. I'm definitely burned out again. I wonder if I'd gone to college properly, or at least sooner after high school, would it still have taken this long? I think this is my 6th year as an undergrad (granted, I was...
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I got moved. Unpacked. Back on the internet. I have noticed my internet withdrawal is twice as bad as my cigarette withdrawal. Speaking of, I've been on the same pack for three days now. *score*
That's a small victory I know, but I've been smoking a pack a day for twelve years. At this juncture, pot is finally truly cheaper (and apparently more acceptable).

My...
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