December 2008
Back to my car just in time for “To The Point”. Now to find my way home while avoiding work.
Back in LA where the weather is the peefect contrast to what I left that I was hoping for. Thought about kissing the ground but it’s LA.
Dark Knight at the Malcolm.
Soldering- where to start? →
Map Quilts →
for pterodactyls
• ASL • American Sign Language →
How To: How To Use Your New Digital Camera →
I just got acreprint request from someone named Ingo in Germany. I’ve finally made it.
Just gave up my flight for a free flight and a flight tomorrow. Hoping karma is watching.
No room at the airport bar. How am I supposed to detoxify myself of the Midwest without REtoxifying myself. My liver and soul weep.
Illinois is WAY too flat. Can’t they fix that?
The Burpee Natural History Museum in Rockford, IL is surprisingly nice. Also, I’m not making that name up.
Drove around for an extra hour last night cuz I found the Dr. Demento show on The Loop. Just like when I was a kid.
Playing Rock Band with my high school buddies. All the right kinds of surreal.
Watching football with my bro and his friends. Don’t care about the games at all, but I do care about beer.
The only bad part about “Doubt” was that Amy Adams was in a nun outfit the whole time. Everything else was great.
Suburbs are the definition of LCD
Every fucking time!
And, by popular demand, more Vincent! http://twitpic.com/wzzy
Today the weather turned to thunderstorms and 60. I prefer this, but I prefer LA even more.
Dinner with Vincent. It’s a formal affair. http://twitpic.com/wuhv
Woke up with a splitting hangover, in bed with my cousin and an empty bottle of ouzo. What did Santa and Baby Jesus do to me yesterday?!
Getting drunk at my mom’s relatives’ cuz it’s the only way to deal with them. Fucking Greeks.
P.S. My cousin is hot. It’s cool she’s a second cousin once removed AND adopted.
Driving to Christmas #3. Mostly want to sleep. http://tinyurl.com/7kl8pf
Watching Julien Donkey Boy. Nothing says Christmas like fucked- up shit by Harmony Kormine. Definitely helps the holiday depression.
Cooking and cooking. Frittata and cookies now, fried artichoke hearts and linguini with clams later. X-Mas is hard for a godless atheist.
Train back to the suburbs. Abandon all hope ye who enter here…
Another day of dead things today. Good times, good times…
The more you look at enough Potos skulls the more you become convinced it’s a primate. (Little mammalogy humor for y’all. Look it up.)
From experimental jazz to watching Da Bears in 15 minutes….
Finally finished posting all the grades for all my classes. Grade grubbing to begin in 5…4…3……
Hanging with the Smyth’s. Always a good time.
Here’s where I am today. Actually I’ll be in a secluded room above this looking at dead things. http://twitpic.com/v93l
Braving the cold today to head into the city to do research at the Field Museum. Hoping I don’t feeze to death.
-30 wind chill today. I fucking hate of here.
How to Illustrate a Delicious Ice Cream Bar →
Every wedding has the same shitty songs… A little bit softer now…A little bit softer now…A little bit louder now…A LITTLE BIT LOUDER
Being a wedding DJ for the night. Earning $300 and hopefully make-outs with a bridesmaid or a waitress.
I’m in the mall I would go to when I was a kid. Hoping to pick up junior high chicks again.
Taking my mom’s cantankerous old neighbor to the ER with a blood glucose level of 400.
Best part: she keeps calling Blagojavich “Bag’o’bitch”, and it’s not all the irritability of hyperglycemia.