I'M BAAAAAAAAAAAAACK!
Like a horror movie monster who just won't die, I have been released back onto the interweb to resume frightening children... er, I mean... ah, forget it.
Thanks to a generous contribution from Zak (her old computer) to the Adam-is-Po' fund, I now have a working connection to the "information super-highway" (as I understand the kids are callin it these day).
Things that are new:
-I will soon be quitting my cool but soul-destoying office job and going back to school to finish by BFA. I've had enough of the real world; back to the safe bubble of art school. Hooray!
-I'm taking a couple weeks off in July and I'm going to spend for of it in New York, wandering around the galleries and wearing out my shoes.
...and that's about it. I've been working too much and doing too little else. Speaking of which, I've got work to do...
on the stereo:
"Red Clay Halo" by Gillian Welch
Like a horror movie monster who just won't die, I have been released back onto the interweb to resume frightening children... er, I mean... ah, forget it.
Thanks to a generous contribution from Zak (her old computer) to the Adam-is-Po' fund, I now have a working connection to the "information super-highway" (as I understand the kids are callin it these day).
Things that are new:
-I will soon be quitting my cool but soul-destoying office job and going back to school to finish by BFA. I've had enough of the real world; back to the safe bubble of art school. Hooray!
-I'm taking a couple weeks off in July and I'm going to spend for of it in New York, wandering around the galleries and wearing out my shoes.
...and that's about it. I've been working too much and doing too little else. Speaking of which, I've got work to do...
on the stereo:
"Red Clay Halo" by Gillian Welch
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you're welcome to crash a night or two.
I neglected to call, 'cause my brain's turned to mush, and the last group to strike went a whole 1/2 hour over time and I didn't even care.... the cops busted the beer tend, and so I was carted off to a top-secret techie party, and well. Now my brain's not mush so much as it's sour mash.
I'm sorry. Can I make it up to you between wednesday and the 27th?
xox