principles of easy listening pt. 2
I just finished a giant butterscotch milkshake from Sandy's. My heart stopped beating for a moment but I gave it a few good whacks and it started back up again. I hope to add a sub blog for the 'recently' sidebar that I'll update with revolting frequency. I'm getting a digital camera so expect ridiculous amounts of pictures of me in comprimising poses to begin appearing soon. If you want to submit anything for the vaguely ghostbusters-related zine I'm working on, please do. Right now the content is remarkably like that of this blog (ie my mindless ramblings). Submit to me! Submit! I hope to have this puppy on the streets by Halloween. I'm thinking about making t-shirts or something for people who contribute. At the very least there will be a party here at the crib with copious amounts of free booze for those that help. Tonight there is a full moon. I'm going to go scream obscenities at it. *love, ryan pt 2.
Tuesday, September 9, 2003
principles of easy listening pt. 1
Forgive me, blogger, for I have sinned - it has been one week since my last entry. School is in full swing now which means I have projects due yesterday already. My long repressed good student has resurfaced and I'm already getting a jump on them. In less than two weeks, I will be an old, old man of 22. This is the oldest I've ever been in my life. I am trying to avoid the obnoxious period of introspection that usually accompanies my birthdays in favor of either a bender or some mid-mid-life crisis freak-out like buying a ferarri or ensaring a 12 year old girlfriend. Since I have neither the money for a car nor the time to hang around middle schools, neither of these seem too likely, sadly. I think instead actually I'm going to begin to document my life in excrutiating detail. My parents were never big into taking photos of my sister and I as kids and so I have but vague memories of childhood. I want to make photgraphy a part of my routine so that my children (whomever they may be) will have some memory aids. My heart has opened up around the soviet designed LOMO and may it never close. *love, ryan pt 1.
Forgive me, blogger, for I have sinned - it has been one week since my last entry. School is in full swing now which means I have projects due yesterday already. My long repressed good student has resurfaced and I'm already getting a jump on them. In less than two weeks, I will be an old, old man of 22. This is the oldest I've ever been in my life. I am trying to avoid the obnoxious period of introspection that usually accompanies my birthdays in favor of either a bender or some mid-mid-life crisis freak-out like buying a ferarri or ensaring a 12 year old girlfriend. Since I have neither the money for a car nor the time to hang around middle schools, neither of these seem too likely, sadly. I think instead actually I'm going to begin to document my life in excrutiating detail. My parents were never big into taking photos of my sister and I as kids and so I have but vague memories of childhood. I want to make photgraphy a part of my routine so that my children (whomever they may be) will have some memory aids. My heart has opened up around the soviet designed LOMO and may it never close. *love, ryan pt 1.
Tuesday, September 2, 2003
meshes of afternoon
School has started and not since my first semester have I felt so optimistic about school. Its my last year and I'm mostly determined to make up for all the time I've wasted thus far. I went on Friday to what is probably my last ever tres amigos related anything as I have quit working there. Saturday angie & i went to a casting call for a tommy lee jones movie set in austin. I hope I get called back. Sunday we went to the zine library which is less library and more a corner of a warehouse. The setting actually enhances the experience, making it feel like you're going through someone's old journals in their attic, which is great for me because I'm a total voyeur. Monday was labor day, so I sat in the lab, with a pen and a pad, drinking and listening to jazz. Oh Lethargy! Oh Alchohol! Then I went to the elephant room and continued the trend. I want to tear my skin off, stitch it into a double breasted suit, and wear it to a costume party - I feel that satisfied with myself right now. *love, the ryan.
School has started and not since my first semester have I felt so optimistic about school. Its my last year and I'm mostly determined to make up for all the time I've wasted thus far. I went on Friday to what is probably my last ever tres amigos related anything as I have quit working there. Saturday angie & i went to a casting call for a tommy lee jones movie set in austin. I hope I get called back. Sunday we went to the zine library which is less library and more a corner of a warehouse. The setting actually enhances the experience, making it feel like you're going through someone's old journals in their attic, which is great for me because I'm a total voyeur. Monday was labor day, so I sat in the lab, with a pen and a pad, drinking and listening to jazz. Oh Lethargy! Oh Alchohol! Then I went to the elephant room and continued the trend. I want to tear my skin off, stitch it into a double breasted suit, and wear it to a costume party - I feel that satisfied with myself right now. *love, the ryan.
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