Packing
Packing is a pain in the ass. Actually, the packing part of all of this is quick and easy, since I’m hardly taking anything with
Packing is a pain in the ass. Actually, the packing part of all of this is quick and easy, since I’m hardly taking anything with
So I know I’m getting closer to the things I want to do, though at this point I still have no idea where I’m going.
My youth and my twenties are going by the wayside with nary a fuck to pass the time. God I need to get laid.
As I begin typing this it is 12:45 AM. I’m getting up at 8:00 tomorrow morning and am torn as to whether I should go
So who’s up for a little culture-jamming? A little guerrilla art? A little incivil disobedience to remind the public that public property is theirs?
[Note in 2024: original post contained a lewd image here I can no longer find, just imagine some naked bodies] Noooo!!!!! Not full frontal nudity!
I don’t think anyone can truly be considered a design freak until he (or she – let’s be PC…or something) has bought and paid for
So I finally came up with a vaguely decent new site concept. I’m switching the overall organization and focus of things, so it’s going to
First of all, if anyone knows anyone who has been involved with the graduate program at Tokyo Polytechnic in media arts studies, PLEASE send them
Well, I can’t get a cell phone with a Chicago number until I actually get to Chicago. Only about another week, though, so no big