Claire Damn

none of my friends told me about kellen's birthday party.
depressed.

i know they didn't do it on purpose. but it just makes me realize none of them think of me anymore because I don't hang out around them like I used to.

feel really shitty.

just sad. and sick. and on my period.

missed two more classes for the first time today. 

I'm sick, okay? I feel like a truck has run down my throat!

I started feeling like shit on Sunday which is weird because I didn't over do it or anything on Saturday. so then i had the collegian all day which was miserable.  I would have been out by about five but then i had to have this girl put more opinion into her article and it took her until EIGHT and my graphic wasn't done until then either. even though i ALWAYS ask her to have my graphic done BEFORE SUNDAY because I know that if it isn't done by then I won't get the graphic until like EIGHT PM!!!! AGH!!!!!!!


Author's note: The first part of this article was written around 2 pm today.

The second part of this article is written around 2 am once I've taken hydrocodone and actually gotten more school work done than I'd planned on. Enjoy.

Anyway. this week at the collegian promises to be much better!  She promised me the graphic by Saturday.  I am pleased with this.

My stupid vegetarian ass ate an entire bowl of chicken soup for dinner.  How much of a goddamn do I give?  

I give no goddamn.  In fact, I give no goddamn at all, sir.

I'm adapting Roald Dahl's short story "The Swan" into a play for my class. I think it will go well.

Going around to more creative writing classes tomorrow and thursday to spread the good word about Stylus!

Putting up more posters tomorrow too. 

For animation I have a typographical animation due a week from today (Wednesday).  We have to choose a piece of dialogue from a movie and then animate some text to it.  I'm doing either a clip from The Network ("I want you to get up, I want all of you to get up out of your chairs, go over to the window and scream 'I'm mad as hell, and I'm not going to take it anymore!") OR some pieces of dialogue from O Brother Where Art Thou? 

My ass is getting kicked by all the graphic design majors and people who are good at adobe illustrator that are in that class. I feel so inadequate.

but it's kinda fun still.

Oh hey: I'm doing a poetry reading with dr.jenkins and some old fools on Thursday night at the Collective.  I probably won't read more than like two-three poems.  But I'm actually kind of excited about it! Perhaps a time it will be!

I think it's at like seven? I should really find that out though...

I should really look into film internships. and into jobs that pay more money. like working in a liquor store. that pays pretty decent money.

instead though. I'm going to go read some Weber maybe.  and enjoy that i don't feel like dying anymore. 

There once was a [person] from [place]
Whose [body part] was [special case].
When [event] would occur,
It would cause [him or her]
To violate [law of time/space].

a limerick.
from the internet.

FUCKING FINALLY

all i can say is: it's about goddamn time.


hot damn.

so. i have close to half a page done for the memo.

all i've really succeeded in doing

is listen to "What is hip?" by Tower of Power, "Telephone Line" by ELO, and "Tusk"

over and over again.

what is wrong with me! sakes alive!

SNAKES alive!

my god.

i'm in a tight fix!

...seriously?

wow. nothing seems to be going my way this week.

all the footage i took last night? won't play now.

cassette got fucked up last night but i fixed it and the last time i checked it worked.




i haven't finished the stupid honors assignment either. sweet jesus.

at some point over the past few years I think i've actually become a pretty mean person. 

i realized this yesterday when sam told me i was being uncharitable about a girl who's never done anything wrong to me, but who I kind of hate anyway. i said something pretty awful and i still feel pretty bad about it. you know. especially considering i've never met the bitch before.

i got a lot of rage in me for no real good reason.

i just want to read bur rabbit in red hill churchyard to all my children in that horrifically offensive voice i do.

after eleven am tomorrow i won't have much of much left to do before spring break thank sweet merciful christ.

during break i'm going to visit my boyfriend and meet his family in st.louis for a few days! i'm so nervous!

oh bleacher creature! oh, humanity!

oh! and! if you guys see the mazzio's commercial about some $10 deal, my sister's the main girl doing all the talking. she has dark hair and it's pulled back in a pony tail.

i think she did a fine job! she looks real young in it.

hey! so there are some poets coming into town (Linda Russo, Kate Greenstreet, Susan Briante) and Dr. Jenkins invited Rachael and I to go out to dinner with them before or after our poetry class on Monday! I'm so excited! I don't know who else he invited from our class, but Rachael and I like to pretend that he just asked us. so flattering! love him!

I'm supposed to conduct a mock audition in about an hour and I'm so out of my element. why did i volunteer for this? why god why!

Andrew and I remembered at the last minute that we needed to go to our apartment selection thing tonight. We'd already missed my section and we were a mess because we thought both our sections were on wednesday and we still didn't have the letter from Andrew's parents saying it was okay for us to room together.  This ended up not mattering because since I'm gonna be 21 by the time we move in together, I got to fill out the shit for our apartment, and andrew can just fill that shit out sometime later this week or next week. 

so we're gonna be living in apartment 1924 in USA south!!

where is everyone else living? oh tell me tell me!

well i went to a memorial service for isaac with Riley, Moheb, and Rachael today.  It was pretty sad. don't even want to think about the funeral on thursday.  they're having  visitations all day tomorrow and wednesday at the funeral home but man don't think i can do that to be honest.

didn't get my ACA job back for next year. not very happy about that. not even a little bit. but i guess I was expecting it. i'm just kind of embarassed to even go back to my job for the rest of the semester. but i need the money and that'd be pretty shitty for me to just leave. so ima just suck it up :(

this is a bad week.

My friend Isaac that Riley and I worked with at B-52 died from an overdose last night. He was 19 and we hung out a lot at the beginning of last semester but we hadn't hung out much recently. he'd already been through rehab once and i just don't know what to say. it's hard to think about him as gone because i hung out with him just last weekend. he was only over for a little while but he hugged me and shit like that and I don't know it's just weird. 

I deleted all the people on my friends list that I'd friended but hadn't friended me back because it was humiliating for me to look at the difference between the number of mutual friends and people that i'd friended (it was about 28 to 35) now I feel a lot better about myself! so much symmetry!

except ash. i only recently friended you and there's still time you BITCH so get to it.


god this job is boring.

BUT SO EASY! and fun when i get to make flyers. but we don't got nothin' comin' up!

I LOVE SALT'N'PEPPA

THEY SO FLY.

AGHHH I'm still motherfucking sick. I need to work out. I'm skipping my first two classes again goddamnit. i hate everything. 

heath ledger died!

i'm sorry i'm a stupid little girl, but it's sad, dammit! and i was shocked to hear it! and i really wanted to see him as the Joker in the new batman movie. he looked scary as hell.

well shit. that sucks.

i saw it last night. my goodness. the boys i was with didn't like it very much. but dammit. i enjoyed it. it was hella sad though. i don't know what more the boys were expecting out of it but i got exactly what i wanted: the novelty of a monster movie filmed with a hand-held camera.  it was really just fine. and my boyfriend bought my ticket after i spent all night complaining about how i don't have any money. so. you know. pretty much nothing lost and nothing gained.

i really really hate converse commercials. also, charmin commercials. those bears creep me out.

fuck dane cook. the plot of good luck chuck seems to be "jessica alba is hot...but also clumbsy!"

also, the idea of the movie "meet the spartans" is so incredibly offensive to me i can't even explain. i just don't like things that bill themselves as being edgy, especially with taglines like "no one, no movie is safe"

oh fuck! you mean you actually make fun of brittney spears being crazy and shaving her head? wow. watch out carlos mencia!

fuck everything on television except america's next top model. those girls are fierce.

been drinking with family for the past few days and i'm officially exhausted. i feel sick too. and new year's eve is just around the corner, so i need to be well for that.

so i'm staying in tonight. and working on some shit for neville's chrihmuh present.

i finally figured out what i'm giving him. and if i succeed i'll put pictures of it online.

merry chrihmuh, assholes.

i now present you with my christmas card, starring Tiffany McKnight Tim Rogers. Inspired by motivational posters. also there's a little lolcats in there.

click on the photo to enlarge!






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