Me so silly (and hungry)
Apr. 26th, 2004 02:59 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
teddogThe stress has set in and I'm spazzing!
Of course, it didn't help that Louise popped up on MSN when I was Media Design and suggested that I transfer to BYU and throw water ballons at Freshmen and stuff.
She also said I needed to add Read All About It to my bio page, because Read All About It rocks. It's a shame whenever I see Otto I keep thinking that he's what would happen if Nance and Crow had a child... if that was even possible. Such logic hurts my brain.
I have decided that I no longer feel like working right now, which is fine because other than my write-up and budget, my storyboard crap is done and I finished my colour theory except for burning it, which I'll do tonight or something.
That leaves the photography poster and single camera write-up. The write-up I could blow off in an hour and the poster is... in an odd spot. I have the slides scanned and being cleaned up. My stoopid client was supposed to give me blueprint files to work with. Screw it all, I WANT CANDY, DANG IT! MORE SUGAR FOR RACHELLE! RWAAAR!
Something strange has happened and my grad ring is now too big for me. It hurts to wear it and it gets in the way. Oh well.
Of course, it didn't help that Louise popped up on MSN when I was Media Design and suggested that I transfer to BYU and throw water ballons at Freshmen and stuff.
She also said I needed to add Read All About It to my bio page, because Read All About It rocks. It's a shame whenever I see Otto I keep thinking that he's what would happen if Nance and Crow had a child... if that was even possible. Such logic hurts my brain.
I have decided that I no longer feel like working right now, which is fine because other than my write-up and budget, my storyboard crap is done and I finished my colour theory except for burning it, which I'll do tonight or something.
That leaves the photography poster and single camera write-up. The write-up I could blow off in an hour and the poster is... in an odd spot. I have the slides scanned and being cleaned up. My stoopid client was supposed to give me blueprint files to work with. Screw it all, I WANT CANDY, DANG IT! MORE SUGAR FOR RACHELLE! RWAAAR!
Something strange has happened and my grad ring is now too big for me. It hurts to wear it and it gets in the way. Oh well.
