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[Jul. 8th, 2009|11:02 am] |
New job update:
I've been fired. Fucking COOL.
I'm so down on myself.
I was pulling a huge truck out of a parking space and it's back right wheel clipped some old Honda Civic's front left headlight and bumper.
Everyone there said the damage would cost around $250 and that I'd keep my job as it wasn't a big deal at all.
Lots of people fuck up when they first start working there.
The estimate for the damage came back as $5,700.
FUCKING WHAT.
That canNOT be possible.
These people have to have gone to a mechanic who was a friend and pulled some strings to have this happen. I'm SO FUCKING SAD.
I'm so fucking embarrassed and ashamed. I loved this job and was proving myself to everyone and doing a decent job.
Rad. Now I'm unemployed. |
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[Jun. 13th, 2009|10:34 am] |
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I landed a job as a valet and I start today.
The interview was so brutal and strange. The interviewer pretty much told me that girls never last long - that there are 45 guys and 2 girls working here.
When you valet a car to the parking structure, you have to run back . . . maybe a 1/2 mile distance? Over and over and over for 6-7-8 hours. Rain/heat/whatever.
I'm SO freaking nervous. I canNOT pussy out and quit. I'd HATE to be fired for being a pansy, too. That would be such a freaking blow to my soul. The dignity of the female sex rests on me right now.
I also really gotta figure out how to park fucking huge cars backwards without making an ass of myself.
SO INTIMIDATED. |
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[Jun. 10th, 2009|07:50 pm] |
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Find what you’re afraid of most and go live there. — Chuck Palahniuk
Where would you go/what would you do? |
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| Advice from Real People |
[May. 28th, 2009|05:25 pm] |
So, I'm moving into my first apartment - June 1!
I'll be living in the living room, actually. [there's a door that closes it off from everyone else.]
You cats are really good for advice and stuff - does anyone have any sort of advice or words of wisdom for someone's first move-out?
I've no idea what I'm doing.
I'm moving in with friends - I'd like to stay friends, really. And living in the front room will have the potential to be irritating - food stealing will infuriate me - mess will gross me out . . . etc. Only slightly ghetto area. I have no furniature or money. ETC.
ONTO ADVENTURE! |
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[May. 21st, 2009|11:12 pm] |
I'm so sick of this shiiiiiiiiit. I can't wait to really get into this crazy diet stuff that'll get me off medication.
I wish I bellydanced. GAH.
Shopping for apartments in LONG BEACH!!!
Art constipation. Like a BITCH.
How can I make one of THESE???
Unicorn Challenges Dragon by ~Aignatius on deviantART |
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| Art post, mothahlickas!!! |
[May. 19th, 2009|05:01 pm] |
I painted that from like 9PM last night to 7AM this morning. I'm SO freaking tired. I can't tell if she's done - let me know if you have any ideasssss or critiques. I had to make one super fast - the gallery decided they don't want to show the same pieces twice any more.
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[May. 14th, 2009|10:12 pm] |
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This Saturday I'm going to a "Vision Board" workshop. Super new-agey and weird and feng shui, but I'm hoping it helps me out somehow. Anyone ever do that before?
Yoga's making me strooooooooonger. Guess who is going to be performing at my next art show.
Freaking TONYA KAY. She was "Creature" on Who Wants to Be A Superhero? and has recently become a sort of role model for me. She's raw/vegan/has a waste-vegetable-oil consuming car and all that rad stuff - something about her lifestyle is only beautiful and intriguing to me.
I'm totally going to chicken out when it comes to talking to her.
I have to make a new painting for the show. What if I impress her??? Gahhhhhhh! |
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[May. 12th, 2009|09:57 pm] |
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I, Me, Mine
I, Me, Mine
I, Me, Mine
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[Apr. 30th, 2009|01:28 pm] |
I genuinely think I need to write a manifesto or something about how I need to conduct myself in public. I think the gods are fucking testing me. I left yoga today in a fucking awesome endorphinely mood. Immediately SOMEONE ELSE did that fucking thing were they cut in front of me in traffic by pulling around me when I'm in the right most lane. This is the SECOND FUCKING TIME. Then I saw road kill that used to be a really big beautiful hawk. I fucking lost it and started chasing down the fuckers in the truck and yelling and flipping them off. They were laughing and shit. It was SO unsatisfying. Honestly, the only thing that would be satisfying is using a fucking gun and I'm not even fucking kidding. I want a fucking GUN.
Everyone fucking sucks. There is no fucking justice. I need to fucking go be a monk so I don't have to fucking deal with anyone ever again. And if someone does happen to intrude on MonkSara, her monkishness will make her totally fucking calm about it and she won't even give a FUCK. Because she knows. Honestly, this is fucking embarrassing and infuriating as fuck but I'm fucking crying and it's fucking embarrassing. It's been like 20 minutes since this happened. I want those fuckers to go die. I want John Lennon to tell me that Instant Karma is just moments away and they'll fucking DIIIIIIIIE FUUUUUUUUUCK.
The manifesto I write to myself will seriously just be, "Everyone sucks and there's nothing you can do about it. If you actually do justice, you'll end up in fucking jail. So just shrug that shit off."
Reason #493203 it sucks being a chick:
When stupid shit happens and you get 0.01% upset, it conjures up every emotion you've ever fucking had and then you fucking lose it and then bitch about it on MySpace. |
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[Apr. 28th, 2009|05:55 pm] |
So I'm looking into a raw vegan diet.
HARSH SHIT.
Apparently if I do it right, it can get me off my Crohn's medications, which would be realllllly nice as I'm not a fan.
No more cooked ANYTHING. I've been vegan before, but no cooking? SHIT. |
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| Coachella Photos, Motherfuckers. |
[Apr. 23rd, 2009|03:23 pm] |
That's Shelley and I next to a metal hand beating the shit out of a car. The desert is freaking pretty.
It was hot out there - Shelley and I kept sleeping and not eating. Being outside was DELICIOUS. I lost 7 lbs. in 3 days. Ha cha CHA!
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| MCCARTNEY |
[Apr. 20th, 2009|10:31 pm] |
This is Shelley and me at Coachella, Friday night.
We were ~10 people from the stage . . . UNBELIEVABLE.
On top of the fact that we were in close proximity to a BEATLE, it was a fucking incredible, solid show. 35 songs, 2 encores, fucking magic. I could rant, but I'll let the drawing do the talking.
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[Apr. 12th, 2009|03:26 pm] |
A huuuuuuuge thanks to
![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) mushroom_maiden
emeraldsrain
for donating money to Tygue.
Total, we raised $575 and gave it to him for Easter. The poor kid lost his shit and was so so so grateful.
Thank you both SO much.
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| Ass Lent |
[Feb. 25th, 2009|01:22 pm] |
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1. I want a girl with a short skirt and a looooong jacket.
I would very much like to be the girl in that song.
2. So, I forgot Lent existed til I saw ![[info]](http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) fortytwostars post. I'm starting a day late, but no Internet for me til the day after Easter. It's incredible how much time I can kill looking at fucking ffffound and tumblr [completely numb the whole time]. I convince myself it's good for me to expose myself to artartart, and I even save my favorites to my computer so that I can copy and study them later. Of course, I never do, because I'm back on the same sites the next day. Sara = discipline. Hey, maybe I'll read one of the million books I've bought over the years, all excited-like, but never actually read. Or maybe I'll find proper environment for drawing [how gorgeous would that be?].
3. I gotta pretty little mouth underneath all the foaming.
4. No TV [bye, "Ace of Cakes" - bye, "Andy Milonakis"]. No stupid vegging. No being on my proverbial ass for 40 days. NO NUMBNESS. SHARPNESS! I'd love me some sharpness. 5. You cats gotta update me when I get back.
6. This starts at midnight, which is in about 10 hours. What should I try to accomplish? Read more. Draw tons. Run. Yoga. Explore, looking for environment. Organize. Make art sales. Get shit together.
What would you do if you were sans Internet for 40 days? |
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[Feb. 24th, 2009|12:17 pm] |
So, I've taken an ounce of initiative and found a life drawing class so that I can really start to focus on drawing - taking it seriously, etc.
If I want to make a living off art, I need to treat it like it's a full time job NOW, and practice like it's a full time job.
"Nothing in the world can take the place of Persistence. Talent will not; nothing is more common than unsuccessful men with talent."
-Calvin Coolidge
And here I will post some of my drawing from my first class. I hate to post something I'm sort of embarrassed by, but it'll be nice to be able to see a development overtime:
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The class [not really a class, but rather studio time] is on the college campus I went to right out of high school - and dropped out of right out of high school. For a while, just thinking about that place made me sick, but now I want to be back there which is SUCH a cool feeling. I'm ready for instruction and dedication and all that stuff . . . mmmmmmmmm.
Also, it seems as though my dreams of teaching yoga are financially unrealistic, which breaks my heart a bit. I am LOVING yoga and am afraid I won't even be able to afford classes soon. Saddest Christmas ever. |
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| Yogi Bear |
[Feb. 19th, 2009|11:22 am] |
I've only half researched it, but looks like yoga teacher instruction runs between $2,400-4,600. I want to cryyyyy? I was reallllly happy up until now.
I need to go draw. I think I need to get out to do it properly though - any recommendations for good places to draw/read?
Somewhere comfy and good.
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| Yogi Sara |
[Feb. 17th, 2009|10:17 pm] |
My Friday the 13th was a solidly HAPPY day.
The only piece to sell in the Chicago gallery - and it sold right away!
[also my first piece to sell in a gallery ever]
Also, I went to a super hard yoga class - and was LOVING IT.
The yoga studio owner was in the class watching me and was super impressed - and asked if I wanted to be an instructor.
WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAATTTTTT??? That makes my fucking MONTH. I started taking classes early February, and am loooving it. The whole class, I was thinking about how I would love to take this shit more seriously - and then I was approached with making it a profession! This could be really, really cool. [And I left on a yoga high . . . mmmmmmmm.]
Right after yoga - AJ and I went and saw Friday the 13th - our kinda movie - and I fucking loved it. I know real horror buffs hate me now, but fuck it. I was laughing through the whole thing it was so fun.
Summary:
1) 1st piece sold!
2) Friday the 13th with the perfect movie-going buddy
3) Yoga shit!
That whole daaaaay I was smiling.
P.S. Check out Logan's "Has Anyone Seen Bill Lately?"
Dearest Sara Lindsay - I'm SO sorry it sold. I would really have loved to have it owned by your own flesh and blood. To know it was bound for a good home would have been nice . . . you're SO kind to offer to buy it, though, love!
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| Moose with No Caboose |
[Feb. 10th, 2009|10:16 pm] |
For this art show involving painting model trains - Alex and I made this:
"Sana Fe?"
I swear it doesn't look so painfully tacky and horrible in real life. The plastic melted around the antlers so it looks like they grew out of the train. RAD. Note the little ears.
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