Hell Week is over! My recital is all set. The 24-hr playfest is finished, and I succeeded in composing music for a music in just one night, and managed to get it performed. Nothing better than a Super Mario Bros. musical. The fight scene was excellent. Too bad my leads were too tired to remember their songs. Haha.
Anyway, I have my performers, and am...
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Anyway, I have my performers, and am...
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The portfolio is complete,
the transcripts are enroute,
and my first grad app has been sent.
Wish me luck.
the transcripts are enroute,
and my first grad app has been sent.
Wish me luck.
So it's Mardi Gras here in New Orleans.
For those of you who have never been here, or rather, those of you never lived here for more than a year, Mardi Gras roughly means a lot of tourists come into town, block up traffic, raise the prices on alcohol, and generally turn the city into a steaming heap of horse manure that smells worse than...
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For those of you who have never been here, or rather, those of you never lived here for more than a year, Mardi Gras roughly means a lot of tourists come into town, block up traffic, raise the prices on alcohol, and generally turn the city into a steaming heap of horse manure that smells worse than...
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My roommate's boss was kind enough to loan me a laser printer, so I don't have to bend over for Kinkos anymore!
And I'm constantly questioning the relevance of my typing in this thing. Am I the only one reading it?
And I'm constantly questioning the relevance of my typing in this thing. Am I the only one reading it?
Kinkos can lick my nuts.
I got raped by them last night, and in a really uncomfortable way. 7 copies of a 7 page work, binding on all of them, and no fancy plastic covers or anything totalled out to nearly $50.
I have 7 more works to copy and bind. No way in hell can I afford all that.
Seven seems to be the...
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I got raped by them last night, and in a really uncomfortable way. 7 copies of a 7 page work, binding on all of them, and no fancy plastic covers or anything totalled out to nearly $50.
I have 7 more works to copy and bind. No way in hell can I afford all that.
Seven seems to be the...
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ooh, valentine's day is coming up.
i'm gonna be puerto rico by then. sitting on the beach, getting completely shitfaced.
exactly how i want to spend my v-day. only thing that would make it better would be if my cigarette making machine thingie didn't just break.
damn you cheap plastic crap! damn you to hell!
i'm gonna be puerto rico by then. sitting on the beach, getting completely shitfaced.
exactly how i want to spend my v-day. only thing that would make it better would be if my cigarette making machine thingie didn't just break.
damn you cheap plastic crap! damn you to hell!
al:
Every self-respecting "code junkie" I know types properly, and I went to public school where I learned most of what I know about english grammar.
So really, I'm going to have to go with "complete morons".
So really, I'm going to have to go with "complete morons".
80s music rocks.
watching a bunch of little teenage brats dancing to music they weren't alive to hear does not rock.
watching a bunch of little teenage brats dancing to music they weren't alive to hear does not rock.
sanity .. leaving ... arghhh...
insomnia blows. but having a shitload of work to do /and/ insomnia really blows. nothing like feeling exhausted at 4am after staring at a monitor for 6 hours and then realizing you're wide awake.
and all for this fruitless endeavor. why the hell am i a composer again?
insomnia blows. but having a shitload of work to do /and/ insomnia really blows. nothing like feeling exhausted at 4am after staring at a monitor for 6 hours and then realizing you're wide awake.
and all for this fruitless endeavor. why the hell am i a composer again?
I like vodka.
Arrrgh!
I wanna be a pirate.
I wanna be a pirate.
howdy. i'm new. yay.
my official first entry:
i fucking hate bars.
brent's wife left him, so ian and i took him out to get drunk. ian gets digits (not surprising), brent gets digits (also not so surprising), and somehow i get the 50-something year old drunk man who's blabbing on about the 60s and 70s.
that's it. last time i roll my own fucking...
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my official first entry:
i fucking hate bars.
brent's wife left him, so ian and i took him out to get drunk. ian gets digits (not surprising), brent gets digits (also not so surprising), and somehow i get the 50-something year old drunk man who's blabbing on about the 60s and 70s.
that's it. last time i roll my own fucking...
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hjerte:
sometimes the 60 and 70 year old blabbers are the most interesting part of going out. Oh, the stories they tell.
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