So I got frustrated because I would change my blog and it would change but not? weird so I started a new one. here
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So I got frustrated because I would change my blog and it would change but not? weird so I started a new one. here
It is amazing how beautiful the world is when you don't have to accomplish anything. I woke up this morning call the unemployment office and became officially unemployed. While the idea of being unemployed even for just a couple of weeks is a little unsettling it is also just nice to get up and read. I really can't remember a day I truly had off. Not just a day off of work but a day without school work, without errands, with no to do list of things that if are not done that day the world may come to an end type of a deal. I have to say it is kind of nice. Though I did notice that my 100 gig hard drive is full. Why can't I have tons of music and pictures on my hard drive? So far the movies and TV shows are being exported to DVD's. Pretty soon I am going to have to get a hard drive for the photo's and maybe music because it seems silly to cut back on either.
For the last month things have been well less then idle. There are times when I look around me and all I see is people being mean, people being petty and many other crazy things like that. Then I stop and watch the wind push through the trees and I feel like I am flying. If only life could just be those moments and you never had to look back at the facts that surround life.
Today, I spent painting in the morning and afternoon and found out that I am a bit of a workaholic, which prehaps I have been for awhile but I didn't realized how much until today. I really could have stayed at work for a longer time, whether or not it was need who knows. It is good I guess that I am not working my hours but someone else's. This will hopefully give me time to pursue other things. One of which being a writing workshop group. After work today we, Tina and I went to a grill out/ car wash through there wasn't really any car washing going on. It was interesting to hang out with one of the PA's as well as Rory and Eliot who are always fun to be around. I miss going up the hill and working but I won't missing moving furniture and stuff like that. All and all life will go on. Though my grandfather is still ill and will most likely not recover. My mom is doing better in some accounts but not in her numbers which is a set back both physcially and mentally. I am going home this weekend, and hopefully will be able to help out some around the house. Now I am going to go down stairs and read some poetry until the simpsons come on.
Started work on Monday at American Players' Theatre. It is awesome to be back. Got a huge hug from Eliot as well from SDH, and Bill. It really did feel like coming home. Said hi to all the shop guys caught up with Terry and Sam, poked fun at Nate, and introduced myself to Emily our new shop forman. I alread like her because most of this week we have been listening to her music and while there is some country in it there is also Jack Johnson, Cake and Beck! While Cake and Beck were sort of played before I think Jack would have been vetoed.
Woke up today feeling horrible. Sunday, night spent well, yeah, I was sick. So yesterday I went to work then after five minutes felt sick again and went home. Today felt a lot better but still icky. Yet my day went from 9-8 non stop. And I had a test so I couldn't skip anything. Started off the day with Fiction/poetry workshop, it was great, though I had hot flashes all the way through. Talked to my professor afterwards till 12:35 went to my study group for Chem for my Chemistry class at 1:10. took the test, went to the early session of Art History, (where we watched yet another video of Frank Lloyd Wright) got done with that grab some leftovers from the pizza party that I missed oops. Go down stairs hang some lights (actually watch Brad and Shawn hang some lights, still not well enough to climb ladders) then was late to Sigma Tau Delta honors dinner, and now I am here in the digital imaging lab writing this. Oh the craziness of a stritch day.
Preparing for my last preformance at Stritch and it feels grand. The only other thing I have to do is strike and my Theatre involvement at Stritch will be concluded. While I should feel sad or something I don't. Last night for the breaking of the glass I watched and tried to help clean up and one of the freshman pushed me away saying it was a Freshman only thing injest. Regardless I wanted to help. I said no it wasn't just a freshman thing more for the fact that I have done it every year and I have not been a freshman that whole time. Another senior said it was just a Freshman thing as long as he has been here. I tried not to seem too confused but I didn't get the big deal of me saying it wasn't a freshman only thing because I meant it in a way so I could help that night. Maybe it wasn't. I don't know but it made me think how much I don't belong here. I like helping, I like acting strange, and I like creating new things. Prehaps this is a bad combination for a normal life but who wants to be normal. Today was wonderful in a sense that Nancy, Jennifer and I went off-roading with the Art department cart. We only broke off the wheel twice, and I fell out once. Nancy has pictures and a small film. Also because of a small problem with the color processor my final print, that was suppose to go to be juried didn't actually get printed, sad yes but Tim wants me to put up my work at Mike Crivello's this summer, so it all works out. I have finished a draft for my story and am happy to be almost done with it. I want to focus on works more like Cristo and Jean-Claude's yellow umbrella's. Ever since I heard about it on the Simpson's I have wanted to do something like that. I want my art to do that, though I always seem to take darker turns. It is exciting to think in a month I will can pick up some of the longer stories I but aside.