Well, it was amazing. I do enjoy a little CHI town. Wish I could have had more of a “vacation” but the trip was fun regardless. Next time, I think I might amtrak it in though, that airport is something else…
Also, this coming tuesday (the 24th) is my birthday, the big 2-0. So let’s do something awesome!
You just have to see this to believe it. It’s that awesome.
hey guys! I can finally say it! I HAVE A WEBSITE. right now the URL is http://students.mcad.edu/~etrithart but I really really want to buy how-wonderful.com, but I’m kind of scared at the same time to buy it. And possibly only because I don’t like spending money on things that aren’t food or clothing. Making rollovers is hard work, but somebody’s gotta do it. I did it while we watched Legend of the Drunken Master last night.
Oh god, if there is one thing I want it is to not go to Drawing 2 today. EFF I do not want to go at all. I just don’t like how any drawing class drags on and on. PLUS I have cramps. If only all my drawing experiences could be like they were on Monday, when I watched Die Hard and painted my closet. That’s what I want all the time. By the way, I am writing this because I really don’t want to work on my Junior Review Artist Statement. But I still love you, Shamby.
I think it’s raining on one side of my apartment and snowing on the other.
also check this out: I DO INSTALLATIONS BECAUSE I AM AN ARTEEST.
I finally got around to doing another one. Yeah!
(Sorry if I upstaged you Angie.)
HAHA! Suckers. I am totally the last one to join, but I am on now! beat that. (ok, so, you all did, but still)
recently, (as in wednesday) my dear friend eric drommerhausen asked me to illustrate a cover for static magazine. for those of you lame-os who have never heard of this rag (which, unfortunately, is most people in general) it’s a free periodical that circulates to about 10,000 readers in southern minnesota (think along the lines of the rake). eric works for the editor, who asked if eric would be interested in designing an issue. so he is the art director of sorts for this month’s issue, and i just finished my cover illustration.
here it is, in all its glory:
the only direction was illustrating “success”. any kind, i guess. and you know you’ve made it when you’re wearing a fatty awesome hat at the top of a mountain.
so there you go.
i have decided to delete this post for multiple reasons. they are listed below:
1. i don’t really remember posting.
2. i also don’t really remember why i decided to post on MY account instead of emma’s, making me look like a huge idiot.
3. emma and i were having large amounts of fun at evan’s 21st birthday party and therefore, our grammatical skills were questionable, to say the least.
but for those of you who missed it, here is the jist:
me: wooooooooo!
emma: yeeeeeeeeah!
me: (insert heinous spelling error here)
emma: i just spilled my drink everywhere!
both of us: we just ordered this fatty cool necklace from fred flare!
i did preserve the integrity of the title though.
lovely.
This morning, Lindsey and I woke up ‘early’ to embark on a new adventure. One that neither of us had done before. We drove to the Mall of America, to preorder a game system.
The picture to the right (compliments of Lindsey) shows me waiting patently, holding my stack of games. Those game, by the way, amounted to $90 of good ol’ cash. Good deal! They gave us little cards with our numbers on them and two sheets of paper with all of the stuff we could preorder so that we knew what we wanted when we got to the front of the line. I was really impressed by how organized the whole situation was.
I know this may be getting tendious for some people, me babbling on about life in Japan and whatnot, but I’m going to do it anyways! So here’s three things that happened today, which span the set of human emotions.
Today at breakfast my host mom told me she was sad that I had no friends. It’s true I have been spending a lot of time to myself lately and not going out, but that’s really because everyone else drinks everynight. Plus I don’t have anyones phone numbers and they don’t have mine, because I got my phone late. People in the group like me, and we hang out at campus. I tried to explain this to my host mom but it was lost in translation. She started saying how I came all the way to japan and I should enjoy myself and make as many japanese friends as I can, and that I should talk to the organizor of Japan studies. The truth is, I really like my downtime as it gives me a lot of time to work out and reflect on my Japanese experience. I would like to hang out more, but I really don’t have the money or the desire to get wasted every night. I think she said this because she feels like I am sad, and that they have to plan stuff to do with me because I don’t have other people to do it with. I tried to tell here that I really don’t mind exploring the city on my own, sometimes I enjoy it more because I get to do things at my own pace. Anyways, it was a really depressing way to start my day.
Then, in class it got a whole lot better. Well sort of. There is this really really annoying girl named claire. Oh, but her nickname is hikaru! Which is literally sunshine in japanese. I guess claire meaning is sunshine. But anyways all the japanese people are weirded out by it. But she crosses the border between participating and interrupting. She always asks questions that cause like 10 minute explanations because she keeps on asking more clarifying questions. And she has no volume control. But anyways, after break we go into small groups with waseda students. I was this phyisics major from carleton who is a pretty funny guy, who absolutely hates claire. We were all so frustrated by the direction she causes the class to go into that we decided that we were going to at least have fun. We seriously degraded into a middle school class with a substitute. It was that bad. We were giggling and shouting, not paying attention at all. Then like with 20 minutes left in class, my waseda partner slid all his stuff to the side, slammed his elbow against the table and said, “Okay, let’s go.” We had the most epic arm wrestle that ever existed it lasted like 2 minutes because I kept almost winning then laughing, then he would take advantage and almost win but I would come back. The lead switched places at least 4 times. The whole class was watching. We all got homework because of it, but omgz, good times were had.
Finally. I tried to cash travelers checques but the signitures looked too different so they freaked out and it took like an hour to cash them. I had to sign them a third time and give them my passport and they compared the 4 signitures and decided that they were similar enough to give me my money. ARGH! Japanese people, actually caring about signitures. They do the same for credit cards. I would explain more but I only have 3 more minutes of meganet left!
I’M GOING TO NEW YORK CITY. WITH THE NEW YORK STUDIO PROGRAM.
this means i am spending the entirety of next semester doing an internship and living in the COOLEST CITY EVER.
i’m really fucking excited.