I think I might go see Art School Confidential, on the recommendation of V (thanks, V!). I did a stint in art school and can say with some confidence that it's full of bullshit. It's like a place for parents to cart their ne-er-do-well kids. Or something.
In the campus computer lab there are big signs saying, "Don't touch the printer." I have this insane, childish desire to stand there with my pointing finger an inch away from the printer, saying, "I'm not touching it. I'm not touching it."
Tuesday, May 23, 2006
Notice: Some X- and R-rated content and links are present. If you possess delicate sensibilities or are under 18, I suggest you depart immediately. Or not, but don't say I didn't warn you. May also contain mundane and prosaic entries. Read at your own risk.
About Me
- Name: Newpeep, N.D. (neurotic depressive)
- Location: United States
Whateya need to know about me? Hmmm, I'm not clever enough to summarize myself concisely. Guess I'm underdeveloped, a late bloomer. Still trying to find my way in the world. I've already found my way *into* the world, which I suppose is a step in the right direction ... isn't it?
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