Showing posts with label coffee. Show all posts
Showing posts with label coffee. Show all posts

Thursday, April 23, 2009

Hmmmm, projects, housing, work

Earlier Mo said "if I was an animal I would make the sound "workworkworkwork..." and I can relate at this current moment, although I do NOT work as continuously as she does.  

Today I woke up, drank some iced coffee, ran over to Justin's house to rehearse with him and Rory.  Then I stopped by school to get the Minor Authorization form and an Olympus Linear Recorder and a 17-35mm nikon lens.  Upon returning home, I made more coffee (so I could have some hot, and the rest to be iced) and emailed the advisers (that I need authorization from for my Spanish minor).  Showered while listening to the Aaliyah pandora station, then N.A.S.A. radio...

I called a couple apartments, and ended up calling the same person that I cancelled an appointment with earlier (Brooke and Gloria were busy)... OOPS!  She ended up commending me on my management ability and we rescheduled for tomorrow at 4:30.

Before I knew it, it was time to race to U of R to start the documentary project on "Madison".  I find U of R a very interesting place, but not as interesting as dear Madison.  I'm excited about stalking her for my project and believe that her story covers a universal emotion, although I can't quite put my finger on it yet.

While walking from the outer parking lot to building 7 I ran into the PJ department hear William Snyder and got a signature for my Minor (what good timing as he's leaving for Indiana today).  Now, I'm in the lab eating chocolate and pistachios.

AHHHHHHH! I DRANK TOO MUCH COFFEE!

Wednesday, April 8, 2009

Seriously?


My Drawing in my back seat.

Spilled Coffee, fortunately I had a spare mug...

By the closed art store.

From Yesterday, when I was in the library with Brooke.


Following my disturbing dream/ nightmare, a successions of bad events have lead me back to my humble abode where I'm picking up my monkey bear for drawing class and drinking the coffee that leaked out of a faulty Brugger's cup.  Screw Drawing anyhow, this will be my first and last missed class for Drawing, so I refuse to feel guilty.  Instead I'm going to loiter around for at least a half an hour before going to class to turn in my flower drawing  homework... Yes!  Coffee's done...