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Sep. 10th, 2002 01:04 am:( stark is offline, and i want to talk to him. not that i have anything to talk *about*, but still.
apparently there's gothy stuff in portland on wednesdays at embers and fridays at ic mummy. maybe i'll go some time, if i can figure out how to get there and convince someone to go with me. somehow i doubt brad wants to go to a goth night. :)
i can't remember if i was supposed to do anything for thesis tomorrow... i know i was supposed to read a book i don't have yet, i guess i'll have to hope it's in the library. i forgot to read the articles for linguistics today, too. and i need to get forms and stuff from csaw so i can do theater tech stuff. the activities fair is thursday and i'm supposed to have some sort of sign with the club name on it by then... maybe i'll even get motivated enough to put up flyers or something.
we were supposed to bring magazine ads to the advertising class today, but i forgot. instead i made a copy of the techno babble cover that tucker made - it has a picture by rené magritte, of a pipe with the caption "ceci n'est pas une pipe", and the picture itself is captioned, "this is not rené magritte's "the treachery of images". this referred to "ways of seeing" by john berger, the first essay of which talks about how image comes before words, and how reproduction of paintings has changed their meaning and value. and bob went off on levels of reflexivity and how each generation adds another level, and this was a good illustration of the difference between our society and 30 years ago when berger was writing. so i did good. :) not to mention only about 6 people brought in ads.
i finally talked to david and dropped off the fencing stuff. the threading on one of the dagger pommels is fucked, so i have to figure out how to get a replacement. and the lock washer i had to put on the 40" swept hilt is chewing up the top of the grip. :P but at least it's tight now.
all this planning about how to put my beds together leaves me wanting to stretch out *now*. bah. i don't want to get a king sized comforter cause that would be fucking expensive, but would it look silly to have a comforter smaller than the bed? hm.. i figure i could get a full-sized comforter, since eventually when i need my own bed and have money to buy it, i'll get a full sized futon, so i can use the comforter on it.
i've been listening to ani difranco after a quote from dilate on seagoth reminded me i hadn't heard her stuff in a while. oh, yes, and i've been reading the seagoth boards, although i doubt i'll delurk any time soon.
so i skipped my period last birth control cycle, which basically means i started another pill pack without waiting a week. only it doesn't want to stay skipped. i've had cramps on and off for a week, and spotting for the past few days. so i gave up and am going to let my uterus have its way this week, and start a new pill pack next week. and the strange thing was once i decided that, the bleeding got significantly heavier. i will never understand my uterus.
i should go to bed now, what with dance in 8 hours... bah.
apparently there's gothy stuff in portland on wednesdays at embers and fridays at ic mummy. maybe i'll go some time, if i can figure out how to get there and convince someone to go with me. somehow i doubt brad wants to go to a goth night. :)
i can't remember if i was supposed to do anything for thesis tomorrow... i know i was supposed to read a book i don't have yet, i guess i'll have to hope it's in the library. i forgot to read the articles for linguistics today, too. and i need to get forms and stuff from csaw so i can do theater tech stuff. the activities fair is thursday and i'm supposed to have some sort of sign with the club name on it by then... maybe i'll even get motivated enough to put up flyers or something.
we were supposed to bring magazine ads to the advertising class today, but i forgot. instead i made a copy of the techno babble cover that tucker made - it has a picture by rené magritte, of a pipe with the caption "ceci n'est pas une pipe", and the picture itself is captioned, "this is not rené magritte's "the treachery of images". this referred to "ways of seeing" by john berger, the first essay of which talks about how image comes before words, and how reproduction of paintings has changed their meaning and value. and bob went off on levels of reflexivity and how each generation adds another level, and this was a good illustration of the difference between our society and 30 years ago when berger was writing. so i did good. :) not to mention only about 6 people brought in ads.
i finally talked to david and dropped off the fencing stuff. the threading on one of the dagger pommels is fucked, so i have to figure out how to get a replacement. and the lock washer i had to put on the 40" swept hilt is chewing up the top of the grip. :P but at least it's tight now.
all this planning about how to put my beds together leaves me wanting to stretch out *now*. bah. i don't want to get a king sized comforter cause that would be fucking expensive, but would it look silly to have a comforter smaller than the bed? hm.. i figure i could get a full-sized comforter, since eventually when i need my own bed and have money to buy it, i'll get a full sized futon, so i can use the comforter on it.
i've been listening to ani difranco after a quote from dilate on seagoth reminded me i hadn't heard her stuff in a while. oh, yes, and i've been reading the seagoth boards, although i doubt i'll delurk any time soon.
so i skipped my period last birth control cycle, which basically means i started another pill pack without waiting a week. only it doesn't want to stay skipped. i've had cramps on and off for a week, and spotting for the past few days. so i gave up and am going to let my uterus have its way this week, and start a new pill pack next week. and the strange thing was once i decided that, the bleeding got significantly heavier. i will never understand my uterus.
i should go to bed now, what with dance in 8 hours... bah.