Is it it my night for dishes?

back to school

2007-08-30T13:45:45Z

I feel like way to much has happened in the 3 weeks I have been back to even try to write about it.
basically, I am having tons of fun. I live in a huge house with so many awsome people.
please write or visit:

219 e. preston st.
baltimore, md
21202

i miss you.

"Theres a critter in the trap!!!"

2007-06-20T17:02:58Z

So my grandpa has been trying to catch this groundhog that has been eating our beens and digging in the garden abd basically just fucking up our shit. He put this trap out in the backyard and today my mom started screeming because there was a opossum in it. we went outside and it didnt look to good and my mom started bawling about how "its goona die!! I dont like this stupid trap!! Its goona die!!! get it some water!!!" She was all worried cause it wasn't coming out even after she opened the door of the cage. I kept telling her to just leave it alone and go inside. Well it turns our that opossums are notorios for playing dead and sure enough when we went back inside and left it alone it was fine.
my mom spent the last 5 minuets by the window shouting stuff to me about how "Its lifting its head!!!!! OOOOOh now its drinking the water!...wait...eh... YEAH!!! ITS OUT!!! BRITTNY, ITS OUT!!! YAY! YAY! YAY!"

I miss my friends.

elmatadordosmil @ 2007-03-24T21:59:00

2007-03-25T02:06:29Z

Last night I got drunk with the two Julias in my life and I made us drink to our vaginas. We went to a hip hop show and i tried to hold hands with eloise but i'm such a fucking chicken.

I just want everything to work out.
I want to wear overall shorts everyday.

Yay yay Yay!

2007-03-12T23:30:32Z

I am in the corner of the computer lab because there is a class going on with 5 adults in it. I keep farting silently and its funny. graphic design has the potential to be really sweet or really horrible and capitalistic. Im pretty sure everyone in this class right now is for the latter.
Different members of my family keep calling me to say "I heard a rumor that you are HITCH HIKING! You better NOT! " and I have to sort of laugh at them and say "..uh...ok..." for the sake or not wanting to get into it but when i go home and see my uncle and my dad in real life I think i am going to talk with them about how important it is for me personaly to do these things. Im pretty sick of my dads condecending attitude towards me being socially conscious. I dont give a shit that you can get so many things for only 20 dollars at Wallmart.

Richmond, VA is amazing, beautiful, and cheep. I met some super sweet kids. I got to see some of them at NCOR and it was pretty great. I cant wait to go back this summer when the James River is warm enough to swim in.
Getting there was pretty sweet. We made it in almost perfect time. 2 rides. the second of which spoke primarily spanish. I dug way down and tried to remember what little I learned from Mr. Eves class and a week in Mexico.... "Me gusta la musica..." - which made him chuckle and turn up the horrible spanglish r&b songs he was listening to. It was seriously so loud that my ears hurt but it was funny.
I knew I liked him when he pointed at this lady walking her huskie and said "doggy doggy dog!!!!" and got such a huge smile on his face.
We stayed with Julia Scott and her parents who loved us and cooked us dinner and danced to the B52's and Elvis Costello with us.
Getting back home we had to work with an even harder language barrier becasue two older gents from Turky picked us up. Neither Julia, nor myself, know any Turkish but we tried and had funny conversations with them. at one point Almet turned around and said "you love george bush?" and we both sort of laughed and said no way. after that it was smooth sailing and they kept offering us coffee and ciggerettes. Almet asked us:"Have you been Turky?" and when we said no he waved his arms around in circles and said "OK! All of us go now to Turky!" We laughed and told him perhaps some other time.
He didnt pay any attention to the lines on the road and it was terrifying.
other than that it was A-Okay.

Vince is here and its great great great.
I learned a lot at NCOR and I think Julia and I might hold some workshops here at mica!
And my grandpa Bob keeps calling me every week to tell me the jokes he hears at work!!

I need to leave. I cant get any work done in the computer lab because this teacher keeps saying funny things like "katty whompus." i kid you not.

Whens the last time you got faded and built a shelf?

2007-02-16T17:21:50Z

Sure miss all ya'll folks.

I'm on lunch from drawing. I did that creepy loner thing and went to Doris alone but it was ok because I just sat in the corner and listened to the Mummies real loud. I ate a bagle and a perfect penis shape appeared on accident when I spread the cream cheese on it. Naturally, I drew a funny cream cheese vagina in it with my knife and resolved to keep the whole ordeal a private little joke with myself.
Drawing is the worst class ever. My friend Mike, who makes beats and spends most of his time sketchin' around, asked me to start this band with him. Its a strange brand of music I never played before. It is called The Elderly and so far it consists of:
- Not sleeping. Ever.
- So many concept albums.
- One song about socks, One song about pooping out of the buttflaps on long underwear, One song about valentines day, One sea schanty, And a tribute to Ant$.

(Ant$= Jacksons friend, Anthony, from Richmond who came to visit and was supposed to leave after a day and ended up staying for 4 or 5. He is very tall, hairy, ridiculous, and aided in making this weekend the longest of my life.)

The elderly is pretty sweet but its no BettySet. Not even close.
Im listening to "My skinny minnie shes the hearts desire..." and thinking about angie and getting sad.

we had two snow days in a row which is just funny becasue we had like 3 centimeters of snow but since they dont know how to handle it out here everyone just panics and shuts things down instead of plowing.
Today is beautiful and sunny though. And I am finnally loveing baltimore a little.

and im still loving Julia a lot.

elmatadordosmil @ 2007-02-01T02:16:00

2007-02-01T07:16:12Z

And he is pissed off at me.

I am up this late becasue I am doing a project for Emac which basically means I am fucking around with photoshop and making things that are ridiculous. Imagine, if you will, the scene on the desktop before me:

Jesus (with sunglasses on) standing before his birthday cake, Upon which there are 2007 lit candles; James brown to his left (microphone in hand); an elderly couple to his right; The five of them, enjoying the festivities of Christmas day in heaven...

Just as I was about to put on the finishing touch of a cloud backdrop, GOD USES HIS MYSTICAL TECHNOLOGICAL POWERS OF VENGENCE AND MAKES PHOTOSHOP QUIT "UNEXPECTIDLY"!

yeah. sure. i am never going to church again.

now this is all I have to show for 4 hour at the computer:

Times like this I think God exists.

2007-02-01T07:15:27Z

Back so school.. Back to school.. to prove to my dad that I'm not a fool.

2007-01-15T17:10:30Z

It went way to quick. But I cant wait to see Julia.

It finnally snowed such a pretty snow and I cant even enjoy it for more than a few hours. man. Fuck global warming.

home sweet home.

2006-12-20T21:14:08Z

my eyes teared up whille the plane was landing and I saw the lake and the skyline and all of Milwaukee sprawling out, all small and far-away looking. they lost my luggage but I didnt even fucking care.

Now that I have a computer of my own Photo diary of my college experiance.
I dont know how to make those funny links. deal with it.:

On the way to B-more we stopped in Pitsburg and it was wonderful. Steph and I explored an abandond building.

Julia, my favorite roomate, in DC.

Sam in B-more.

Zach Hazzard eating his fucking egg salad sandwich that he had to have at 5 am. Jew.

We hitched to Ohio over fall break. We gave eachother hairwraps and stole pumkin spice cake.

I dont remember much of Halloween weekend. Paul shaved his beard for me and bagged it up so I could glue it to my own face. I spent most of the night as "creepy mustasch man", pointing and shouting "This is pauls REAL beard hair."
most people were either amused or disgusted.

The last nice day of good weather we drove to the Deleware coast.

Eloise and Emma.

When we finnally swept our appartment it looked like this.

My sculpture final. Art school is funny.

My room. Both Pre- and Post- Fortress. Yes. I turned my side of the room into a fort.

shit dude

2006-12-14T18:06:09Z

It's so funny because everyone is freaking out about "finals" (boo hoo) and stressing out.
Meanwhile I am making giant hats in the shape of Noah's Ark with little plastic animals hot glued all over it.
I am suposed to be at work study right now but I decided to extend my lunch break by...oh... about 30 min.

This weekend is going to suck for these reasons:
1. I know I will get stuck with the majority of the cleaning because my roomates all leave friday or saturday and I am here untill fucking TUESDAY....
2. Everyone will be gone.
3. There is no food for me to eat anywhere. I am out of meals and out of money and out all we have in our house are these 2 moldy potatoes that Sam put in this bag of yarn she gave me. I didn't know they were in there so of course they got all mushy and all these creepy eyes grew on 'em. sick.

This weekend could potentially rule for these reasons:
1. Zach Hazzard might visit! hurrah!
2. I will have the appartment to myself and , more importantly, my ROOM to myself.
3. James invited me over for some PBR.

Can't. Fucking. Wait.

I cant FUCKING wait.

2006-12-13T00:58:04Z

Milwaukee rise
to great us warmly.
So easy to rely
on Lake Michigan.

I cant wait to come home. I am in the library crying a little inside because of James, the music I'm listening to, and the fact that this week is moving slow as molases. Vince was here for a good chunk of time and it was pretty great. I can't wait to come home and get my cheeks kissed. And to play Adam Frumhoff for everyone because I think you will all love him a lot because he has a cute beard and a banjo and sings about Milwaukee and revolution.
AH! I MISS YOU ALL SO MUCH.

So much to catch you up on....

2006-11-15T03:33:16Z

This is so unbelievable. The raciest dehumanizing
horrific nature of this is so obvious!!! "It's all
about the freedom to buy and sell anything-even
people" especially people that have been so fucked by
the system that they have no other options but to
submit to completely. I can't believe the "answer"
to poverty is slavery or death. If this happens,
where is the line drawn? Wont this make it
impossible if not extremely unlikely for these
potential slaves to ever live autonomously? I do not
see how coercing people to relinquish complete control
is a solution that would better any of the problems
the Western world has already caused. It is pretty
clear who this sort of system would benefit.
sorry to rant but I am furious. What can we do about
it? Empower me!

November 13, 2006
FOR IMMEDIATE RELEASE

WTO ANNOUNCES FORMALIZED SLAVERY MARKET FOR AFRICA
US Trade Representative to Africa, Governor of Nigeria Central Bank
weigh in at Wharton

Text, photos, video: http://www.gatt.org/wharton.html
WTO Contact: Hanniford Schmidt (mailto:schmidt@gatt.org)
Conference website: http://www.whartonglobal.com/africa/panels.asp#Trade
Conference contacts: http://www.whartonglobal.com/africa/contact.asp

Philadelphia - At a Wharton Business School conference on business in
Africa, World Trade Organization representative Hanniford Schmidt
announced the creation of a WTO initiative for "full private
stewardry of labor" for the parts of Africa that have been hardest
hit by the 500 years of Africa's free trade with the West.

The initiative will require Western companies doing business in some
parts of Africa to own their workers outright. Schmidt recounted how
private stewardship has been successfully applied to transport,
power, water, traditional knowledge, and even the human genome. The
WTO's "full private stewardry" program will extend these successes to
(re)privatize humans themselves.

"Full, untrammelled stewardry is the best available solution to
African poverty, and the inevitable result of free-market theory,"
Schmidt told more than 150 attendees. Schmidt acknowledged that the
stewardry program was similar in many ways to slavery, but explained
that just as "compassionate conservatism" has polished the rough
edges on labor relations in industrialized countries, full stewardry,
or "compassionate slavery," could be a similar boon to developing
ones.

The audience included Prof. Charles Soludo (Governor of the Central
Bank of Nigeria), Dr. Laurie Ann Agama (Director for African Affairs
at the Office of the US Trade Representative), and other notables.
Agama prefaced her remarks by thanking Scmidt for his macroscopic
perspective, saying that the USTR view adds details to the WTO's
general approach. Nigerian Central Bank Governor Soludo also
acknowledged the WTO proposal, though he did not seem to appreciate
it as much as did Agama.

A system in which corporations own workers is the only free-market
solution to African poverty, Schmidt said. "Today, in African
factories, the only concern a company has for the worker is for his
or her productive hours, and within his or her productive years," he
said. "As soon as AIDS or pregnancy hits--out the door. Get sick, get
fired. If you extend the employer's obligation to a 24/7, lifelong
concern, you have an entirely different situation: get sick, get
care. With each life valuable from start to finish, the AIDS scourge
will be quickly contained via accords with drug manufacturers as a
profitable investment in human stewardees. And educating a child for
later might make more sense than working it to the bone right now."

To prove that human stewardry can work, Schmidt cited a proposal by a
free-market think tank to save whales by selling them. "Those who
don't like whaling can purchase rights to specific whales or groups
of whales in order to stop those particular whales from getting
whaled as much," he explained. Similarly, the market in Third-World
humans will "empower" caring First Worlders to help them, Schmidt
said. (http://www.policynetwork.net/main/article.php?article_id=505)

One conference attendee asked what incentive employers had to remain
as stewards once their employees are too old to work or reproduce.
Schmidt responded that a large new biotech market would answer that
worry. He then reminded the audience that this was the only possible
solution under free-market theory.

There were no other questions from the audience that took issue with
Schmidt's proposal.

During his talk, Schmidt outlined the three phases of Africa's 500-
year history of free trade with the West: slavery, colonialism, and
post-colonial markets. Each time, he noted, the trade has brought
tremendous wealth to the West but catastrophe to Africa, with poverty
steadily deepening and ever more millions of dead. "So far there's a
pattern: Good for business, bad for people. Good for business, bad
for people. Good for business, bad for people. That's why we're so
happy to announce this fourth phase for business between Africa and
the West: good for business--GOOD for people."

The conference took place on Saturday, November 11. The panel on
which Schmidt spoke was entitled "Trade in Africa: Enhancing
Relationships to Improve Net Worth." Some of the other panels in the
conference were entitled "Re-Branding Africa" and "Growing Africa's
Appetite." Throughout the comments by Schmidt and his three
co-panelists, which lasted 75 minutes, Schmidt's stewardee, Thomas
Bongani-Nkemdilim, remained standing at respectful attention off to
the side.

"This is what free trade's all about," said Schmidt. "It's about the
freedom to buy and sell anything--even people."

-------------------------------------------------------

In other fickel personal news...

I dont hate baltimore as much becasue I have made real friends that I can drive 2 1/2 hours to the coast of deleware... with who will strip down to their skivies and swim in the cold cold atlantic... who make banana chocolate chip muffins... who relate.

Zach hazzard is comming in a matter of days and vince is coming so soon for so long and it is going to be great!!!!
I want to start a collective and drop out of the current power structure and live in a shack in the woods or seige a Walmart but i know that that is no way to solve the worlds problems and eventually they will get us too.

I wish I could remeber how to act around boys. I wish I could decide who I wanted to kiss kiss kiss and who I want to just ride bikes and hold hands with.... I think I know.... Vince needs to get here NOW!

Sam and I are soaked.

2006-10-20T06:18:56Z

It rains every Thursday night.
I found Rhapsodys myspace. Here are some treats:

"A message to heart: Will be enough the love that we have for you? Will be enough the big respect that we have for you? We can just trust in your "natural" selections!

A message to the stars: watching the stars it's everytime an experience for me.Thinking that we are part of them, makes me feel good, but also mystically scared...

A message to our fans: THANK YOU for beeing so great and special! Every time your roar will raise in the sky, we will be brothers of steel!!! I will not talking towards any Fat Chicks"

I think they are hella Nordic and some things get lost in translation. I know i sure will not talking towards any fat chicks.

"fuckin Oregon trail"

2006-10-18T04:28:54Z

Im back from Ohio. I can't begin to tell you what a "bad idea" hitchhiking there was. We met all sorts of nice people who wanted to help us out (some who even put us up in a motel for the night) It was so nice to see Amanda and James ( Alyssa). I can't even begin to describe how great it was. We went hiking, drank from the spring, gave hairwraps, watched Edward siccorhands, went to a bon fire, met cool people, snuck into the cafeteria 3 times and ate delicious free food, talked and kissed and loved oneanother till the cows came home, went to a castle (that turned out to be a masonic temple) "my prince awaits", got prayed for by a crazy man passing by in his pickup truck, climbed trees, and even though we had to spend an hour in Frederick Maryland ( america's Armpit) had a pretty great time.
We made it there in only 12 hours!

I forget how hilarious Amanda is. And how much I love James Alyssa Rose Kutil. And how easy/ not scary it is to hitch a ride.

And to think we almost cancelled our trip because we thought we were going to get eaten by hillbillies in West Virginia.

pictures soon to come.

p.s. Mom.... Im real sorry you were so worried about us. I love you a lot.

waiting around

2006-10-06T22:16:13Z

My aunt from Texas is in Town. I am wating for her to call me and I am so fucking antsy.
Someone cahnged the settings on this computer so everything is in Japanese.
I am really mad and sad that the great drawing I made of Tom Caccio riding a razor scooter away from an angry cop is lost in the mail forever.
In addition to the postcard I wrote Fosse in Pittsburg. That was such a long time ago! and here i am thinking "well... maybe it is still on it's way."
Speaking of the USPS, i fear that my boss in the mail room has begun to notice how not serious I am about working there.
Maybe he overheard me laughing to myself the other day when he told me "Thanks for all your hard work, Britt."
I got some nice stamps with sailboats on them so I think I am going to go write some letters. I wish i got more mail. It is such a heartwrenching blow when i open the mailbox and all that is in it are some coupons for half-off steaks at Safeway.

Raise your hand if you think hitch-hiking to Ohio is a great idea!

mmm pumpkin pie

2006-10-03T20:12:57Z

I rode my bike down to the streetcar museum to see if it was open (it never is) and was just looking around by the tracks and trying different doors not expecting any to be open. I walked along side the building and to my surprise the handle turned and i pushed the door open and looked inside for not even a second when an alarm started going off. I casually walked back over to my bike and said "Whoopsies." and laughed a lot.
I sure would like some company. I feel like a psycho when i have fits of laughter and no ones around.

livejournal is way more important than painting homework.

2006-10-02T07:08:40Z

this weekend was not what I expected but it still was pretty great. (taking last weekend into consideration where all i did was get too drunk to remember how much i talked about home) Friday I made a big ol' pot of vegan chili and emma, erin, eloise, johnny, and seth came over and we listened to jock jams volume 4 (which i will probbly never give back to noelle)and ate dinner and emma and erin made a delecious pie as per usual. i found out about a paul baribue show 30 fuggin minuets before it began so i just cooked and listened to him in the appartment and wished i was at the show instead. Too bad, but it was nice to have people over.
saturday i woke up way way later than intended and went to the book fair and Red Emmas. There was some nutcase laying down in the street and making sandcastles on the corner. he gave me two teddy bears and some buttons. He just layed them down in front of me and walked back to the corner to smoke a ciggerette like a normal person so i figured i would go ask him to elaborate on the bears seeing as i was infatuated with his little spectacle for at least 10 minuets. I found it more endearing than shocking. but hey i go to art school so i figured maybe he was doing some funny performance art thing so like a fool i meandered over to talk to him only to discover he was, in fact, a crazy person. (shocking.)
I asked him what he was doing and he asked me

"did you fall from heaven cause you so pretty!?"

"ha. no. Im from Wisconsin."

"Well my name is Dirty Eddy and I bet your name is a.. wells.... i say you look like a...a... KAREN!!"

"nope. sorry. Guess again!"

"OOOH you a LISA! you are SUCH a LISA!.... TIFFANY!!!... BIOTCH!!"

"NO!"

At which point i figured I would tell him a name to get him to stop geussing and calling me a witch and biotch. He turned to the fellows next to us and told them he was going to follow me to the ends of the earth and that we were going to be together forever.

I left Dirty Eddy to do more castle building/traffic blocking and went to find Julia and her friend Madison who was visiting from Florida. I coudlnt find them so I hung out by myself, surrounded by people, but still very much alone. I talked to my mom on the phone for a bit and started screaming and ranting about different things like being homesick and not caring about 200 dollar pairs of boots and realized the people around me were begining to take notice.
I went back to Red Emmas where Ryan Harvey invited me to have Ethiopian food with some people to be a gentalman.

As I was unlocking my bike dirty eddy made a final appearance in which he asked me for 50 cents and if he could touch my body.
I politely declined each.

Man. What could be better than sitting around talking about rollar coster with a bunch of anarchists whille eating ethiopian food? not much.
I went home and killed some time with julia and madison before a show at 8. It was Ryan, Two really great hip hop groups, S.O.N. and HeadRoc, and this goofy pop-punk band. Then some iraq vets from the uprise counter-recruitment tour talked and it was really sad, great, and inspiring all at the same time.
After the show we got pizza and walked home in the rain.
This morning we went to brunch and i learned i didnt have to do a painting so i had a fun filled day of hedonism and gluttony. At 7 we went to this show at this really neat place called the stolen heart cabarete. We walked such an unnessecarily dangerous route that involved hopping a fence and getting hollered at. We were some of the first people to arive and this nice guy who semi-runs the place asked us if we wanted to play anything. my roomates took it upon themselves to nominate me so i went up and played Watching the Detectives and a song about stegasorises that Julia taught me.

THEN. The night turned magical when I learned the beer they were selling that night was fuggin Pabst Blue Ribbon. I treated myself to a single lukewarm can that i savored and in enjoyed with the whole of my being. I handed him my crumbled dollar bill and my heart smiled. The music was terrific. There were also skits, magic tricks, stories, puppets, and a video. I was about to get up and go to the bathroom when this cute bearded boy named adam dedicated his song to "the girl from wisconsin" because it is apparently his second home. then he played one more about riding the grey hound and it was wonderful. There were banjo's and mouth harps and singing saws and I was elated.
a girl named Hope from louisiana sang nice songs and read a passage from her zine that I bought.
Again, it was all very inspiring and awsome and got everyone excited to write and sing and end imperialism and capitalism FOREVER!!!

Love what you live.

points of interest

2006-09-21T00:27:55Z

-Baltimore has a train museum! I cant wait!
-I went to Red Emma's and got THREE new books! I really treated myself.
-They want me to volunteer there! yay! I have done no activism in such a long time!
-Julia and I are about to make some pumpkin pie!
- We CLEANED our apartment today and listened to Rahpsody!

Sorry this a rather pointless post, I just want to print out funny pictures to send to people but it is taking FOREVER!!! I miss everyone. I miss PBR.

Today was the most beautiful, rain-free day I have seen in a long time.

NYC and the boy of my dreams

2006-09-19T19:49:47Z

Guess what? I am on the brink of making real friends.

I can't beleive the weekend i had.

I took the ChinaTown bus to New York on Friday. It picked us up from a chineese resturant. 16 people and a bike were crammed into a van big enough to seat 15. I looked around at how comic the situation was and thought I would have to make myself comfortable for a 5 hour ride to new york but luckily that was only the shuttle to actual bus.
we borded a coach bus from the 70's. My sigh of releif was cut short halfway through the bus ride when I woke up to an overpowering stench of urine. I pulled my bandana up over my face and put my hood on and tried to go back to napping.
In black bloc.
I woke up as we were going through Jersey. Jersey which looked to me like an industrial shit hole, but hey, U couldnt really give it much of a chance. We got into New york at about 9:30. The veiw of the lit up NYC skyline was breathtaking. there was already a tiny place in my heart for the city I swore I would probbly hate so much.
We (my friend Emma and I) got dropped off in China town and waited around for a bit. Just as it started drizzling I saw Vince and Zach Hazzard walking across the street. My heart flipped a bit and I ran to meet them in a flurry of hugs. I kissed Zach's Jewy bearded cheek. They both told good stories about travels, squatters, Jewish landlords, school, and oh... Vince getting arrested on the Subway within his first 2 hours of being in New York. (Apparently knife laws are pretty strict on the nyc subways.)

We waited around a while till Emma's friend came to get her. We were starving and a little tired but we took the subway all the way to the Bronx to see Alex Miami at Fordham. Fordham was a really strict Jesuit college-y college. we had to sneek into the dorms via the window and in the process an entire shelf got knocked over and a TV set landed on this girls foot. Vince and I stood on the other side of the room with our hands over our mouth, Not knowing wether to laugh or cry at what a fiasco new york already was.

We were tired and hungrey and the only sober ones. The subway ride from the bornx to Brooklyn was a long one. We got back to Zach's at 4ish. Vince and I fell asleep imeadiately (and I must say quite comfortabley) on the tiny pleather couch. getting up early the next morning to meet my class at the Jewish Museum was hell. I rode the Subway to Manhatten all by myself and felt like a grown up woman. I bought some bagles and rasberry jam and walked to the museum thinking about how even though the Map I bought was 8 dollars, I don't hate New York after all.

The Eva Hesse show was small but great. I wanted to touch everything, as is the nature of her work, but of course the distance between artwork and veiwer was being strictly enforced.
After the Hesse show we went to PS1. It was the first puplic school in Manhattan and they turned it into a gallery so the space was really unique and interesting. A lot of the work was super sexual in ways both good and bad. There were a lot of things that issued a strong emotional and physical response ( feeling sick, uncomfortable, ammused, ect.) and I liked that. I got to thinking about sexuality and what is considered taboo in our society. the way the artists challenged the status quo of "sexual normalcy" by presenting us with imagery or ideas that were shocking, surprising, but many times still really beautiful was such an interesting experiance.

blah blah blah I am a nerd blah blah blah i go to art school.

I was getting burnt out on exhibits and wanted to see Vince and zach so instead of going to little Italy with Sam Shea A La the original plan, I just took the subway all the way down to brooklyn.
Upon getting there and finally being able to use my cell phone I called Vince and Zack only to find that they were all the way up in the fucking Bronx again. Not being able to communicate in a city as large as New York is really frustrating. Especcially when you have to take 2 hour subway rides alone and your not quite sure were you are going.
By the time I got to the Bronx, charged my phone in a grocery stores outlet, and called my favorite roomate Julia that I was supossed to meet up wtih, She thought I was dead, Vince was in a terrible mood, and I had had it up to here (points to forehead) with riding the god damned subway.
I found Vince and Zach and we went to Zachs friends appartment. The night started to get better once I started eating homemade hummus and guacomole, listening to Zachs always hilarious stories, and just being with vince.
A verry nice boy made me a verry large , verry strong rum and coke.

"Taste this! he's trying to kill me!"

"You think theres roofies in it??!!"

".......NO!"

In the living room when more people showed up, Vince kept covering his mouth and making weird whisteling noises or yelling "HEY!". I looked at him and tried to figure out what the hell he was doing.
he couldnt tell if this girl was deaf or foreign so he was seeing if he could get her attntion. He kept doing it and saying "She's not looking!"
Turned out She was from the Ukraine. And had close to perfect hearing from what I could tell.

Everyone at the party was extreamly nice and by the time we said goodbye all these funny girls I didnt talk to at all were saying funny things to me like "You are just so nice and cute!" and I would say funny things back like "I'll see you next time I am in New York!"

A nice dude drove us to Greenwich Villiage and we met Julia. We embraced and celebrated the fact that we were both alive. We were all tired and wanted to go back to Zach's house because we knew we had a 745 am bus to catch, but being the funny drunken jew that he was, he led us on a 30 minuet hunt for an open deli were he could get an eggsalad sandwhich.

we got the sandwhich. we got on the subway. we headed toward brooklyn.

"this is the worst eggsalad sandwhich I ever had." He said, throwing the other half away.

Zachs roomate had a lot of people over too. Poor Julia had to sleep in zach's bed with him. not that that is such a terrible experiance or anyhting but she is from florida and is unacosstomed to sleeping with strange Jews.

we missed our bus the next moring by seconds. One of the most defeating feelings in life is the sensation that accompanies watching a bus drive down the block while you run (screaming, arms flailing) after it to no avail.
We wened up having to pay 20 more dollars each to take this other bus that we THOUGHT would stop in Baltimores china town.

Nope.

We slept through our stop and ended up in DC.

at this point we had givin up on ever having lucky travels again and opted to buy some burrittos and call our roomate laura to pick us up.
She was there in under an hour becasue she drives like a maniac. We praised her charitable nature. I sat shotty and listened to Queen the whole way home.
Julia fell asleep in the back seat.

the end.

remember when we were in pittsburg and we couldn't decide if we were crazy of if everyone else was?

2006-09-11T20:04:13Z

I fell off my bike yesturday and was shocked. Im not hurt or anything. It was just nutz. Speaking of nutz... Styza and I always think it is a good and ok idea for us to do things and just look at one another waiting for the one person to talk the other out of it. Neither of us does, of course, and we end up in situations where we have to run for our lives.

I got us 2 russian boys to take us on a russian date to a russian resturant on sunday.

I think thats pretty great.

Remeber when AOL Instant messanger was so fun?

2006-09-06T04:11:09Z

And I would put my homework off for hours in 7th grade cause I was chattin' with my buddies.

And when they weren't signed on I would just swear at SmarterChild to see what it would say.

I realize now what Sam has been talking about. Stuff gets a little weird out here. I'm still working on the whole making friends thing. It is going alright I suppose, I just miss having good friends. I thank the god I dont beleive in for Sam. We are both a little nutz so it ballances out. I miss not eating Ben and Jerrys for dinner 2 nights in a row.

I was just thinking about how bored I am when two cops just busted in and said "Did anyone in here place a 911 call!!??"

I said no.
They left.
And I am bored again.

I am so proud of all my friends back home or away at school and the stuff they are doing. Teenagers who play video games 13 hours a day and eat beef jerky need to be tazered.
I am glad I know people who are noble. It is amazing to see people growing up before my eyes and learn things and make things and do things that make themselves and others genuinly happy.

I need to stop stealing.
I need to eat healthier.
I need to sleep at night.

a few note worthy things ( i think)

2006-08-29T23:22:42Z

Pittsburgh was awsome. Indian food. A bike punk with facial tatoos. Cool infoshop with nice people doing amazing things.

My roomate Laura is really good at those claw machines and subsequently the backseat of her car is filled with stuffed animals.

My roomate Julia likes Jewish boyz more then I do.

I dont have that many real friends yet. Just Matt. and Sam. and sometimes Grey even though its frustrating.

I got a letter from my mom today in which she wrote :" I sure hope that when you come home for Christmas we can do some sledding."

I miss Vince. And I miss my REAL friends that I feel REAL comfortable with. Anarcho-punks dont go to art school.

The kids in MKE seem to have a lot more fun. I miss dance parties.

I went to DC and hung out with an awsome kid I met at PIX fest. I almost missed my bus and we had to run 3 blocks. I felt bad because we were running and he was pushing his bike and talking about philosophy all at the same time.
I am going to steal all my bread from the cafeteria.
I am dissapointed I could not be there for people when they stood strong agaisnt all the facist bullshit that is no longer seeming dormant. congrats.

I have bought so many postcards already.

PLEASE SEND MAIL!!!

over and out.

Farewell MKE...

2006-08-21T14:23:58Z

I'm really not even that sad. I didn't even cry saying goodbye to Vince. This amazing summer has come to a close for me but it doesn't feel like the end of something in the least. Sure I get choked up every now and then thinking about eveyone going their seperate ways, but it will just make it that much more awsome when we reunite... It will just make each letter and phone call mean that much more. I am ready to move on. I am ready to see a bit more of this country. I want visiters every chance you possibly can. I want to travel and go places every chance I get. I want to love life and love you and love people I havn't even met yet.
Every chance I get.

Onward my little Vikings.

Who will I ride bikes with?

2006-08-19T21:53:36Z

I had a nice night. It was unexpected because I was in a terrible mood all morning and it was raining but by eavning I was eating home-made falafal and humus beside a raging fire with some of my buddies.
This morning I woke up and ate breakfast with my grandparents and went out to run errands like a grown up girl. I bought my own vitamins and silverware and plates. Oh. And a gold pendant with a knight on it.
I rode my bike and said goodbye to my secret places. I stopped at the farmers market and as I was walking around all sorts of thoughts began to hit me like a shower of bricks.
I bought a glass jar of honey from this cute old man. I didnt feel bad because I could tell he really loved his bees.
There is no way I am going to get all my CD's on to my Ipod in time to leave. Oh well. At least I prioritized and made sure I had Jock Jamz volume 4 on it.
Assuming thats all I will really need in college.

Oh yeah, and letters from my friends:

Brittny Malec
C2-208 120 McMechen St.
Baltimore, MD 21217

It will mean more then a Myspace message, I can promise you that.

Everyone better come to the BS show tonight at kate and richards. And to my bonfire/ potluck on sunday night. (yes... another one.)

oh boy!

2006-08-17T23:25:39Z

I am having a Bonfire/Potluck on friday and on sunday because not everyone could make it.