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March 29th, 2009
04:42 pm - 015- March 29th / 2009
My mom's safe and sound back in Seaside. Timothy and her decided last minute to do a mini road trip...a hop skip and a jump...in to Mexico. I wish I was kidding. They decided to go to Mexico for a week. Just...out of the blue. The woman that was helping out at the shop was more then happy to stay an extra week for the pay mom's giving her (considering the economic times right now and the fact that mom's shoppe always busy). So they went to Mexico for the first time ever for my mother. She loved it. I apparently have a sombrero in my room for me to come back to.
Joy.
At least it wasn't Vegas. I worried that's where they were headed and after Timothy...well he told me what he did...I wouldn't be shocked if they hit the drive through wedding. I know he's a good guy, and I know he knows he's not going to try and step in and be the man of the family suddenly, but for so long it's just been me and my mom. And now adding in this whole new element...well...it's a bit nerve wracking. He said he'd let me know though when he was going to ask her. I'm glad he's giving me that, it's courteous. And it kind of amused me he asked for my permission to marry my Mom. I think Mary was about as surprised as I was that night at the dinner. Then again I guess I should have been expecting it. I don't know. Maybe I'm naive that way.
I baked cookies this afternoon though for the Service club, and we were allowed to take home a couple. I saved them for Mary when I see her, which will likely be soon, if I don't just run down the hallway and drop them off for her. Mittens, I got some for you too if you'd like them, they're chocolate chip, and I had one, so I know they're tasty. Better then those pre-packaged ones they sell in the eatery, at least I think so. They reminded me of the home baked cookies we make at the candy shop just to crumble up and put on the ice cream as a topping.
Speaking of food, time for dinner. I'm starved, biking to that high school where we made the cookies was a longer trip then I had anticipated. I need a shower too, I stink.
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March 6th, 2009
08:21 pm - 014- March 6th / 2009
So I gave my mom the okay to come and visit, thinking she’d probably want some time to figure things out, get some accommodations going and figure out what she was gonna do for the shop but…well..she’s decided that this coming weekend would be good. Well she’ll be here on Thursday. That’s March 12th for anybody keeping track. Is that the weekend? Or is it mid week? I’m not even really sure. Timothy’s already coming out here for a seminar on Tuesday, it goes on until Thursday so mom thought she might as well come on out and they could spend the weekend, plus the Monday out here and then go back on Tuesday. I guess that’s nice. He’s paying for her to fly here, just from a small little airline, and they’re going to drive back together in his car.
Thursday she’s going to spend with me, because Timothy will still be in conferences all day long and then on Friday I’ll take them both out and we can go sightseeing. I’m not sure what they want to do on Saturday and Sunday. Monday they’ll spend it together without me, because I’ll be back in classes. Mary…I’m going to assume they’ll want to meet you at some point…though I guess if you want to be scarce you can. I know mom’s kind of…eagerly awaiting this. She wants to know who’s got me all happy and the like. Considering she never met you when we were just friends.
I’m not sure how stressful this is going to all be, all I know is I’ll likely have a huge box of sweets when she gets here, who knows how big a box. I’ll likely take some out and then leave it in the common room like normal, so look for saltwater taffy in the next couple weeks.
In other news, end of term projects are coming nicely. I was told today that part of my project looked a little phallic. That part of my project is now getting a re-work. I’m not building a giant metal penis, no matter how much it appealed to some of my classmates. No. However we did learn about how in Thailand there’s fertility gardens that are full of Phalic shaped objects, mostly representations of penis’s and they’re placed there by women who wish for babies. I think this is interesting. There are some women who go and wrap silks around the giant penis’s and hug them, hoping that the magic will work for them.
It’s kind of interesting. I can only imagine the pictures that must be out there. I saw a few in class, but I can only imagine what it would be like in real life to see a woman wrapping a penis in silk and then hugging it.
Oreo’s aren’t as special when they’re not constantly going missing.
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February 25th, 2009
06:01 pm - 013- February 25th / 2009
I read a guy's lips on the bus today...and I'm not sure if it was a sad funny or a funny ha ha funny but I'll share what he said and see what people think of it.
"So, did you hear now Obama's president they gonna tear down the Statue of Liberty? Yeah, they going to put up a new statue-one of Aunt Jemima!"
Now I had to look up who Aunt Jamima was. I didn't watch TV as a kid and we always bought no-name brand syrup for our pancakes and waffles. I kind of wanted to laugh, but he looked like a rough type and I didn't want to have any problems. But...I kind of thought it was funny. I never know where to sit on political jokes. Or on humor when it comes to race. I mean if you're too serious you can get yourself in to trouble...if you're too lax, you can also get yourself in to trouble. And then there's the times when things are funny but you're only supposed to laugh at them when you're a person involved in the joke. I know that there are a lot of self depreciating jokes about deaf people out there that we tell each other and we laugh, but if a hearing person would laugh, we'd find it offensive. I'm sure there are jokes out there that are for all different sorts of people. With the above one, I wasn't sure if I was allowed to laugh or if it was like a deaf joke. Just for the people of color involved.
Humor is a tricky thing I think. I think I'll just stick with pun books. They're safe and you don't have to worry too much about offending anybody. Those and Garfield.
Valentines day was fun, I'm happy I had a Valentine this year. Even if I almost ruined it because I told Mary I loved her and she didn't say it back. At least she didn't say thank you. Mary made for the perfect Valentine, I'm happy to have her.
So, uh. Mom's coming to visit sometime next month. Her and Timothy want to come and visit the campus so they'll be heading here in March at some point. It should be interesting to have her here. I'm sure she's going to love Mary. It'll be nice to see her. I had fun with her at Christmas. They're going to bring Gravy with them. That'll be interesting, having the dog around campus.
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February 10th, 2009
02:02 pm - 012 - February 10th / 2009
I had a lot of fun on Sunday playing with the dogs and giving them baths at the animal shelter. I know mom's got Gravy now but I didn't get to have a lot of time to play with her. Never had an animal growing up. Hoping that I can volunteer over at the Shelter more often. I don't know how much time I'll have considering I'm already always at the studio doing my portfolio work. I guess I could make some more time though, I don't always need to be making art. I guess I just get so caught up in doing what I love that I don't thin of other things I could be out there doing. Call it a one track mind.
I called mom the other day. Timothy picked up. I'm not sure what's going on there, I think he's been around an awful lot though. He hasn't been around that much since I was in high school. I guess so long as he's making mom happy that's all that maters really. He said Gravy's doing good, settled right in after I left. Good to know, good to know. She's been getting in to some mischief down the street with the neighbors dog, but she's adoring the shop. She loves to greet the kids at the door and walk along with them as they pick out their candy. Busy season will be starting up soon and I hope she gets trained to not get underfoot or she'll have to stay home.
Mom's bee thinking of adding on to the shop. We did really well last year and the shop next door apparently is going to be selling. They're just a small little shop that sells shells and the like, there's a lot of those in Seaside. Mum thinks we'll open up a coffee shop/gelato place. There are lots of places to get ice cream but nowhere to get gelato. It might be a good idea. I haven't decided yet. It'll mean that I'll be going home for the summer for sure but that's okay. I'm hoping that Mary will be coming with me at least for some of the time.
Exciting things are happening. Can't complain about much at all.
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February 2nd, 2009
05:06 pm - 011 - February 2nd / 2009
( So many questions... )
Holy crap that took a lot longer then I thought. I'm going for dinner!
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January 24th, 2009
09:22 pm - 010 - January 24th / 2009
So.
I finally told Mary that I like her. And to my great and excited surprise, she told me she likes me back. I’m elated and excited and…well you can probably tell if you see me why I’m in such a good mood. She’s great and I’m happy enough to shout it if I could. But I’ve never been all that theatrical, that’s up to Mary to be.
If you can’t tell…I’m happy.
( Filtered Aaron Dunbar )
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January 3rd, 2009
12:48 am - 009 - January 3 / 2009
Christmas in Seaside. I have to say it's beautiful, but very, very quiet. I'll be heading home tomorrow, but for some reason I can't sleep. Possibly because the newest member of my family is lying across my bed. For such a small little body, this pup surely takes up a lot of room. Timothy said that she snores, but I can't hear her and mom for sure can't hear her. I'm really hoping that she can't bark loud. That's why I got her for mom, because this type of dog tends to have a naturally horse voice. They aren't too impressive in the vocal range, which I would guess make her and I kindred.
This is a picture of her. She is a pre-loved dog, and for the record, we didn't name her. Meet,
( Gravy Dunbar )
She's really quite sweet. I think mom actually really liked her. Which is good. I was worried she'd take offense but I think Timothy's been spending more time with her. She wasn't so...uptight this year. Which is good. Really good. The holidays weren't so bad this year. Makes me almost wish I was still in Seaside. I love my little town.
Mary gave me the most amazing gift. A book of art and a membership to an art museum here in Santa Monica. I think it's the most thoughtful present I ever received. Since I've been in school I haven't even thought of going to the gallery here. Mary, I hope you'll come with me sometime...perhaps not if you don't want to hear me talking my face off about the art though.
Thank you Dory, as well, for my present. The pen is neato and the cookies are always lovely.
Paul's gone now. I wished him the best before he left. I wonder who I'll get stuck with now that I'm by myself again. I might be lucky and end up with an empty room for the rest of the year. That would be awesome.
I have one New Years Resolution and that's to tell Mary I think I'm in love with her.
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December 18th, 2008
12:12 pm - 008 - December 18 / 2008
The salt water taffy from the shop I ordered arrived for gifts. Along with a big healthy dose of guilt from my mother. I have a box for Chance...
I'm heading home on the twenty third. Mom's not too happy that I'm not coming back as soon as she'd like me to. The shoppe apparently is really busy and she wants me there to help, but that's why she's hired seasonal help...who knew salt water taffy would be so popular for Christmas Gifts? Then we do get some tourists in town when it comes to Christmas time. Not as many as when it's the summer. That's when it's really busy but..what can you do?
I really think that Mary's going to like her gift, I've been working all week on it after finals finished. I need to finish it up and then wrap it. I hope she likes it. If she doesn't well...she's still getting salt water taffy...I know that's always a good gift at least.
In other news I've managed to book my first commission for the new year. I'm going to be building a piece for a building downtown in LA that wants an instillation for their reception area. They're an ethical fair trade company that works with small companies and businesses so they can keep up with places like Starbucks in providing ethical fair trade goods for none to outlandish prices. It's a good cause and so I'm more then happy to work on it for what they're paying me. Though they're mostly just paying for the materials, I'm doing the labour as a volunteer thing. I'll be able to use the piece though for my art class's final project in the new semester, I've already talked to my professor about it.
Should be fun. Not to come up with a design. They gave me free reign so long as it reflects their practices. What reflects fair trade do you think?
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November 28th, 2008
11:24 am - 007 - November 28 / 2008
So I thought that this week I wouldn't have a roommate. I was kind of wrong. Mary's been here almost more then Paul usually is. Not that I'm complaining. We eat cookies and hang out. It's great. Not that I don't mind Paul being around, he's a pretty good roommate. Keeps his side of the room clean enough, nothing too messy or smelly. Though I may have to petition the college for opposite sex rooming possibilities, Mary's just awesome.
Lunch with Dory today, I should head out to meet her. Haven't seen her in a while. I hope it's not going to be more guilt trips. I feel guilty enough as it is.
The cafeteria's Thanksgiving Dinner wasn't so bad though. At least the cranberry sauce was like what I was used to... straight from a can.
I went out and did some shopping last night at midnight. Got some good deals. Couldn't find all my Christmas gifts though, so I'll have to keep working on that.
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November 23rd, 2008
08:47 pm - 006 - November 23 / 2008
I saw the show all three times. I got to go to opening because they gave me a ticket for designing the set and then...I paid to see it the next two times though.
Mary, you were...amazing. I went to just see you.... except that sounds like I was just wanting to perv out on you. Oh God I hope she doesn't think that.
Great job everybody. Miss Andrews, you are a brave girl for showing your behind three nights in a row. I can't believe how great the show was. I'm very jealous of everybody who get to preform, not that I'd be any good at anything like that. It was just nice to see my work up on stage without actually being up there.
I wanted to go with Chance and Dory on their road trip, but I didn't think I'd be welcome, considering. Plus, I had to stay to see Mary.
I have Oreos. And I'm pleased.
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November 17th, 2008
11:13 pm - 005 - November 17 / 2008
Well my part of the set is all done now. The metal instillations are all up and are in good standing so Mary won't fall off when she's dancing her ass shoes off, swinging from them like a mad woman. It really does look awesome. I think Professor Weiss is pleased. At least she looked like she was. She talks a little too fast for me to catch what she's saying all the time. Mary, did she say anything to you? She was grinning at least.
Now that that's done I managed to finally finish a piece that I started before this musical business. It's a five feet tall and seven feet across, wall piece. The people who bought the tree at the fund raiser contacted me and asked if I had any other pieces up for sale. A lot of the stuff I have is at home and is complete crap and I wouldn't offer that up. I guess if they like the piece I just finished they could have it...but I don't know. Maybe I should get somebody's opinion if it's any good? I took a picture of it with my camera, and now that I found my cable I can upload it.
Maybe if somebody wants to take a look at it I can show you the picture? I'm supposed to email them by Friday.
Other then that, I've been thinking of getting rid of my cell phone. It's a expensive and I have the TDD in my room. I don't know. Just seems silly to me.
I'm getting over my moody funk. I figure might as well live and let live. I miss Chance.
Dory do you hate me?
I wish all my Oreo's weren't gone.
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October 27th, 2008
October 26th, 2008
03:29 pm - 004 - October 26th / 2008
Mary and Oreos. That's all I have to say. God I need to stop thinking about being a perv about her.
You know, people think it's odd that I own CD's. Or that I have an iTunes account. But I really like music. I don't listen to it a lot when people are around, because I tend to listen to it really loudly, and I'm sure the first time my roommate walked in on me, sitting on the floor with a speaker between my legs, eyes closed, hands pressed to the front of it, felt like he had to call nine one one, because clearly I was either crazy or having some need for medical attention.
I just appreciate music in a different way.
I don't tend to follow those shows though, like American Idol, because I can't understand what's going on half the time anyway. I need some sort of story. But I'm liking this new song by that David Archuleta guy. It...kind of applies to life I suppose.
I tend to like music with a bit of a beat to it and the song lacks that, but the lyrics are....well I like them. That's it.
So if you ever see me feeling up a speaker, it's not because I'm insane. Don't turn that dirty Mary.
I don't know what to say to Chance.
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October 19th, 2008
12:33 pm - 003 - October 19th / 2008
Chance is in the hospital guys. Somebody attacked him and I found him last night when we were supposed to hang out. I don't think he's woken up yet, but they won't tell me anything else because I'm not his family. I think the school's called them. It was really scary.
What a nightmare. There was blood.
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October 5th, 2008
10:46 pm - 002 - October 5th / 2008
Mom sent me a seven pound box of Salt Water Taffy from the shop, assorted flavors.
I'm leaving it in the McLeach Lounge if anybody wants at it. There's.... a lot. Have at it, friends.
Your wonderful mother thought she'd send a nice GIFT to her son.
She's trying to guilt me in to coming home for the weekend. She's lonely, I know it. Maybe I should get her a puppy. That'd take up some of her time...but she won't be able to hear it if it barks, and the neighbors will complain. I don't know what else to do. She's so alone and hates it. Maybe I'll ask Chance...he might know what to do. He knows about everything.
Hey Chance? My mom's at it again. Thoughts?
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September 30th, 2008
02:44 pm - 001 - September 30th / 2008
I rolled over a nail with my bike and popped the tire good when I was up by the studio working on a piece. A lot of my supplies were scattered when the earthquake hit so I've been picking up bits of metal here and there for the past week. Going to have to go in to LA this next weekend to get some stuff to fix it up. Until then I guess I'm foot bound. I'm going to miss poor Linus (that's my bike, yes, I named my bike after a Peanuts Character, my iPod's name is Quincy after the iguana in the Fox Trot strips), she won't be out of commission for long, but still, it's far easier getting around campus on her then by my own two feet.
Hey Chance, I saw a girl talking about you today. Couldn't read it all but I did see the words 'sex pot'. At least, I think that's what she said.
And for the record, Mary Sullivan can pour a mean cuppa coffee.
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