Who wants to shank somebody

Hey look, a livejournal

2009-11-30T23:02:25Z

Maybe I should start writing all of my juicy gossip on here from now on (once again).

Hmm

2009-01-23T16:19:11Z

I was told yesterday that there is a high probability that Livejournal will be shut down soon.....which is frightening because i would HAVE to archive all my entries.

And just plain sad.

If anyone here's any concrete evidence about this let me know!!

By the way I have a twitter account if anyone wants to join in:
twitter.com/zombiextina

THIS IS SIMPLE MATH

2009-01-12T18:06:43Z

Scenario: you and your friends are going to do karaoke. You say you are going to be renting the room. This means EVERYONE is chipping in to rent said room. This total is 65 dollars an hour.

You sing and drink and be merry.

It's time to leave, the bill is 190 dollars. You've stayed for 3 hours. How much do you owe?

"I don't have any money"
"I have 5 dollars but I need it for cigarettes"
"I didn't bring my money" later.... "man look at all this money I have--why do I have so much money? Must have forgotten"

WHO ARE YOU EXPECTING TO PAY FOR YOU, IDIOT? If you are in a paying by the hour place and you have no money, why the fuck are you THERE?

That is the LAST time I ever go Karaoke-ing with some idiots I don't know. PAY UP FRONT. Don't be a fucking ass.

Laaaaaaaaaaaaaaame

2008-12-14T06:57:08Z

I don't know.

Bah.

Blah.

Fuck it.

Well

2008-12-08T05:43:08Z

I've learned over the years to never say no to this question:
"Hey what are you doing right now? Can I come over and bring some booze?"

This has happened to me quite a few times. It's always late at night (like after 9pm) and it's always a male friend who calls.

This is code for "I'm depressed, I need to escape and drink but I don't want to drink alone because that's just pathetic...and I can open up to you a little bit more than with a male friend..."

I'm happy that I can help my man-bitches out in this regard. It's one of the few times I know my presence is appreciated and my company a fair distraction.

I just wish I had someone to do that with from time to time.

And stuff

2008-12-01T01:20:23Z

RH25
Originally uploaded by Crissy Teena

So I've successfully bled out all the life I once had - and now I realize just how sucky it can be to have a full time job. Wait....I mean 1 full time job and two part time jobs.

Ok, well at least the 2 part time jobs ended this week so I might have SOME freedom.

Anyway, I've become pretty good buddies with a few people at work, which has made things tolerable there...otherwise I think I'd have to quit. Ryan (shown here with laser beam eyes) is a good dude - He's the drummer from Canada (and I'm also friends with Aaron who is ALSO in the band Canada).

That picture was taken on Ryan's B-day...and everyone knows when you turn 25 you get laser beam eyes so, voila.

I applied to the JET program last week with Aaron, so we'll see if that pans out. I think I'm going to apply to 2-3 grad schools again this year in the hopes that I might finally get on with some schooling....ehhh..if both of those fail I guess it's AEON or job apps galore. All I know is that I can't stay in Ann Arbor for longer than a year...once my sister leaves that's it for me. I'm outta here man. It's just the same ol' same ol'.

Of course, I'm sure I'd feel that way about any place if I've been there long enough.

I kinda wanna quit my job and just do art all day. Seeing as how I've had no time do anything cool in MONTHS. Tempting, but stupid.

At least I have Hulu.

"The Cure" or Kerokan

2008-10-23T02:29:11Z

"The Cure" or Kerokan
Originally uploaded by Crissy Teena

I FINALLY posted All of my damn Indonesia photos...it only took 2 months.

I whittled 700 photos down to 150. Twas all I could do.

Enjoy!

Random Notes on Indonesia Part 2!

2008-09-12T19:59:07Z

More random sheeeiiit

~People just love to talk and hang out. Large portions of the day are spent kind of shmoozing and laying back. If you rush people think you're really rude. Even if there is NOTHING to talk about, people just want you to stay around. When Carrie & I were running errands she told me it would all take awhile simply because people would want to chat...about nothing...Uncomfortable silences are in different languages are still uncomfortable silences.

~Scooters & motorcycles are big here... and often times parents will have 3-4 children on the bike with them. The craziest thing I saw was a a chick holding her infant with one arm while driving. Better yet, a guy had a baby standing on the bike, holding on for dear life.

~Some people take 3-4 Mandis (sp) or showers a day. Because it's so damn hot out. And sweating is not fun.

~Walking down the street in a small neighborhood will draw alot of stares. Especially children. They'll stare and then say the word for "white foreigner" which is derogatory. Fun!

~Everyone here is passive. Which means they are all passive aggressive. People will insult or disapprove of something in the most roud about way possible.

~Mosquitos only seem to bite foreigners. That was a fun fact to learn. And they're TINY. I honestly said aloud the first night "man there's no bugs here" and the next morning I woke up with 23 BITES. 23. Yes.

~In the city of Solo, Pizza Hut is one of the fanciest restaurants you can go to. It was really pretty with fancy shit and waiters who spoke english, etc. I had an avocado shake. Kinda gross. And the pizza is almost right--they just have tuna and corn on it. Our bill was about 20 bucks, which is really high considering what I paid for food everywhere else.

~ And my favorite part--transportation. No speed limit, no stop signs & maybe a handful of stop lights throughout the entire city with 4 lanes of traffic. And bicycles. And motorcycles. Oh yeah, and there are no set stops or routes really, you just flag down a bus. I have never gotten motion sickness in my life until one day I tried out the bus system. Apparently veering into oncoming traffic at 70 mph to get around pesky motorcycles carrying 4 people is OK. Oh yeah, and I saw people texting while riding a motorcycle...

Oh, and on the bus random people will get on quite frequently to play a song on a banjo and then demand payment. I once had to pay 7 musicians for a 2 hour ride. I think if I were a bus driver there I would kill everyone. However, not having to obey any traffic laws could be nice.

Notes on Indonesia Part 1

2008-09-08T02:39:18Z

While I was there, I decided to buy a little notebook and write some random observations down while I was there...so here's some hodge podge fun:

~ Everyone EVERYONE smokes. I found it to be a rarity when someone didn't. Also, apparently no smoking signs just don't count.
~ They don't really have a traffic system. No speed limits, barely any stop signs or lights. And lanes are an option to stay in, you can ride in both for kicks. Oh, and going into oncoming traffic is A-OK.
~ Everyone drinks bottled water.
~ 90% of the population is muslim. So at 4am everyday the call to prayer is blasted over the loud speakers of the mosques. And there are mosques EVERYWHERE. That was tough getting used to that. Also, you can't wear tank tops outside, no matter how hot it is. In fact, I couldn't believe it when I saw people wearing jackets & long sleeves!
~ Alot alot of people own cell phones. No "plans" but all pay-as-you-go. You have to find a little open shop that sells "pulsa" or minutes. People don't really call one another, texting (or SMSing as they call it) is way more popular and cheaper.
~ If you get a drink "to go" at a Warung (a warung is a fast food shop of sorts on the side of the road just about everywhere) it's in a plastic bag. They fill this sucker up and then tie it shut--and hand you a straw. Marvelous, I loved it.
~ I rarely saw anyone wearing shoes, sandals are the norm. And so almost everyone has black dirty feet. In fact I think it's impossible to have clean feet there.
~ No mailboxes, you have to go to post office to pick it up. And chances are they will open your mail, look through it, and if edible--eat it.
~ If you go to a Warung, you can get a massive amount of food AND a drink and it'll cost around 5,000 to 10,000 rupiah. AKA right around a under a buck.

Warungs are great. You show up & order food and its ready in minutes. And it's delicious. However alot of the food there is fried and/or cooked in palm oil. It's kind of hard to get used to because it is so overwhelming in their diet. I had such bad breath for days because my tongue was yellow from the oil...and yeah. And having your pee smell overwhelmingly like palm oil was.....frightening.

Ok, more later.

Indo Trip Part 2: Taipei and arrival

2008-08-23T06:20:23Z

Where was I? Ah yes landing in Taipei. The airport there is awesome--it's kind of like the 80's, but in the future. I arrived around 5am my time, 8pm Taipei time. I barely slept on the plane, but I was relatively awake and ready to go. Close to everyone who works at the airport spoke English, which was great and easy. I found the bus to downtown and waited outside--dear sweet god it was sweltering. Beyond hot & humid. And it was night time! I couldn't imagine what it would be like during the day. I enjoyed breathing in the smog.

The bus to Taipei took about 40 minutes...there was some bizarre stuff along the way--like a building on a hill that had a swastika and a giant statue doing the german salute. Don't know what was up with that...And I must have seen a bazillion 7-11's. Apparently Taipei can be summed up with two things: Scooters/motorcycles and 7-11's.

I got off and was instantly freaked out. It was super busy and traffic filled...REALLY hot, and really tired, I attempted to find this one hostel to take a shower and/or sleep. However, the directions I had suddenly made no sense, and no one spoke english. So I attempted to call the guy who runs the hostel but he was just as confused as me. He told me to go to place X and meet him there. Uhhh but how do I GET there?? After wandering down a really scary alley and almost getting killed by the crazy traffic, I decided to just say "fuck it" and took a cab back to the airport. Thank god Steve gave me a sheet of paper with chinese phrases on it, because the taxi driver had no idea what I was saying.

So I get back to the airport, but it is somehow completely shut down. All the food shops, terminals, etc. Soooo here I am, starving and tired and I have no where to go. So I find some sort of lobby where some other guys are just sleeping on the couches and join them. I was kind of freaked out, and kept attempting to clutch my bag and sleep at the same time. Instead I just kept waking up every 30 minutes convinced I had missed my flight.

At 6am Taipei time, people finally start showing up and I stood outside the first food place that opened. Nothing like beef soup at 6am. And for some reason they were playing the song low rider really loudly...At 8am I get to board my plane in my now two day old clothes. Some crazy New Yorker guy who I swear looked dead started talking to me---his skin was WHITE white (almost blue) and so was his hair. His eyes were just dark black. You could see all his veins and he had this crazy mustache. He kept saying "hey did you see that sign? If you traffic drugs they'll kill you on the spot..isn't that something??" Yeah sure.

So I get to Jakarta airport and now I have to book a flight on the spot to Solo airport. Now realllly no one speaks english, and I'm a white girl traveling alone, so I get the STARES. I pick up my luggage and the lock I had on it is completely broken off and destroyed--I won't be able to lock it up ever again. Thanks guys! Luckily I find some guy who speaks some english and he takes me to get my ticket. He asks me my age and if I'm married---standard questions here in Indonesia. He seems pretty shocked with my answers. I accidentally tip him 20 bucks because I read the money wrong....no wonder he seemed so happy saying goodbye.

I try to get a hold of Carrie to pick me up, but both of the cell phones have close to dead batteries. And for some reason the pay phones won't work when i try to call her. At this point I start to freak out. I'm on no sleep, my phones aren't working, and I won't have a ride. I start walking down a hallway crying a wee bit but pull it together. I send my sister this crazed email begging her to call Carrie but right after I send it I finally get ahold of her---everything's set. Of course in a few hours when my sister reads said email, she completely freaks out :P

Carrie's friend picks me up in a taxi and takes me to her house. Carrie is stuck at rehearsal so we try to get into her house but it's locked. This girl says "i'll be right back" and just vanishes. So here I am in the dark waiting on a doorstep by myself. In a small small neighborhood and people keep staring at me. 20 minutes later she comes back and I finally get to lay down.

Begin culture shock....No mattresses, just a sheet on the tile floor. Bathroom is a squat toilet, and you have to scoop water out of a bucket to "flush" it. But you can't put toilet paper down the toilet, you have to wipe, and then throw out the paper. The shower is similar--you have a vat of water in a room like a closet and you have to scoop water and pour it on your body. So yeah...my dreams of relaxing once I got to her house were shattered, so I just kind of laid next to the fan and attempted to chill. Two days without real sleep hit me rather quickly and I passed out, feeling rather shitty.

So yeah, that was a really rough day and a half. Luckily things were much better the following morning....and I kinda like the shower now. It's direct and to the point. But the toilet scene will never be cool...and eh...yeah. Gross. Dirty pee/poo water splashing up on your feet is super gross...no wonder people get Hep A and Typhoid here...

More to come later.

Indo Trip Part 1: LA

2008-08-21T11:48:18Z

Yup I'm in Indonesia right now---Things are going much better than the first day I arrived (thank god) so let me give you a lovely rundown.

I first started my trip in LA and hung out with Jack for like 1.5 days. The first night I get in Jack shows me around his work place and a bunch of bad ass shit he's working on. Right now he's working on some special effects for a movie and he has to completely recreate a city in CGI. His office is right next to Michale Bay's studio...so many talks were in the works about how to pee & run on the building, but it just didn't seem to work out.

We then go to some party for Method Studios at this swank hotel down by the beach. I'm talking giant patio with lit up green pools and bottle service etc etc. I got to pretend to be a cool kid for a few hours. Ran into Chris Smallfield (who works with Jack) and I haven't seen him since high school so it was fun to reminisce. Met some dude from London I think and talked about soup for a long time...Bathroom played Radiohead so I was happy. Free Grey Goose Vodka & chocolate dipped fruit always nice :) Damn that was fun....I feel like talking in half sentences apparently....

After the party Chris was drunk and suggested we go to some late night diner...mmm egg sandwich at 1am..delicious. That bathroom played Smashing Pumpkins so I was still very happy.

Next day went around downtown---we saw the hotel where all the midgets from Wizard of Oz had an orgy, as well as the Gone with the Wind house. We also went and saw Tropic Thunder (oohh yeah 9 dollar matinée--wooo!). The first 10 minutes of that movie are sooooo hilarious though. Also got some amazing mexican food--they really know how to make guacamole there.

Later we met up with his roommate and her boyfriend---turns out he is working on some special effects for the Watchmen movie so I was SUPER jealous. We went to a Bonfire on the beach at like 9:30 in an attempt to meet up with Kristina & Ryan, but no one told us they close down the beach at friggin' 10pm. So they both show up at like 9:50 and we have to tell them we're leaving. Bah. It was cool while it lasted. Nikki & Luca were alot of fun too.

Sunday morning Jack wanted to go surfing for his birthday so we all headed out at 8am....I just watched but it looked like alot of fun. I can now say I swam in the Pacific Ocean though--damn those waves hurt.

The flight from LA to Taipei was all kinds of awesome---and by that I mean I got to watch 3 movies & play copious amounts of video games for free in my seat. (Kung Fu Panda was funny---Leatherheads was so so and Iron Man was of course Awesome.) And they gave me 2 meals and a bunch of snacks---AND there was close to no one on the plane so everyone go to stretch out and sometimes lay down completely. However I couldn't really sleep at all, so I was kind of out of my mind by the time got to Taipei. The main problem with this flight though was that they made me check my bag---which I had tried in every which way NOT to have to check it. This turn of events greatly affects me the next day...

And then The worst day of my life started right around the time we landed....which I guess I'll save for another time because this one is already super long. Oooo suspense!!

Return visit to Boston

2008-08-06T02:23:25Z

Papa's Chair
Originally uploaded by Crissy Teena

It was the first time I've been back since Papa died, and I gotta say the house was kind of unnerving.

It will probably be the last time I get to see it because it's on the market and ready to go.....

Almost all the furniture is gone, and my Aunt tore up all the retro carpet.

Bri says it's easy for her now to let go because it's not "The" house anymore, it's just a place. But to me it was just all wrong, and I kept envisioning all the times I had been to that house, where I was doing what with whom.....blah.

I took some photos--I tried to take the same photos I had taken before, but the new more empty version.

This chair was in Papa's room positioned exactly like that. Crazy.

Hey look--an upbeat post for once!

2008-07-28T20:17:11Z

I realize alot of people (myself included) will only write about horrible shit going down in their live journal. It's cathartic to get it all down, but sometimes it can lead your readers to believe NOTHING good is happening.

Well, I finally (dear sweet god) FINALLY have some good news. I had been having a really bad Karma string since....like....April. Luckily things seem to have evened out a bit.

Things that are good:
1) I got a job today. My first "real" job in my "degree field" with what they call "benefits". I like quotations.
2) I got a new car 3 days ago. It's a 2000 Cavalier with only 52K on it....and it has AC and y'know, RUNS.
3) I got my first big paycheck today for my wedding stuff. Usually I get paid close to nothing because I'm doing it for close friends, etc....but this time I can safely say I actually got the goods :P

Uhhh and I got all my vaccinations done....who knew Polio was still around? I had to get a new shot for that as well...

Indonesia--watch out!

2008-07-15T00:16:57Z

Dear Sweet Jesus.....I bought my tickets today.

Goodbye $1400, helllooo Indonesia.

This is so crazy---this is the most money I've ever spent. i'm excited & nervous & all that fun stuff.

I had to have my sister stand next to me to make sure I hit the "buy" button. Eeeeee!

I'll be in LA visiting Jack for a few days and then off to Taipei and eventually Jakarta. I'll be gone 8/15 through 9/1.

I'm sure this will sink in eventually....I've never been out of the country (besides Canada) so I'd have to say this is a mighty big step.

On another note, I finally got my ass motivated and completely redid my website, take a gander.

Motivation....

2008-07-06T15:40:18Z

....Or the complete lack of--in my case.

Some people think being unemployed rocks--and in some ways it does. For maybe the first 2 weeks. It's a nice vacation after working nonstop for several months.

However, once you've been out of the game for a month, things start to really wear you down.

When I was working 35 hrs a week I kept thinking "Man, all I want is some FREE time so I can work on my art, fix up my website, work out ona regular basis or apply for a new job.."

And now I have nothing but free time. Well, almost anyway. However, too much time has completely worn me out. I have no motivation for that stuff I wanted to do. Or I want to do it all and it's so overwhelming I have no idea where & when to start. I think I require heavy structure for me to function as a human being.

So...I'm depressed with no motivation....and running out of money....and I have no car. I have a membership at a gym I can't get to unless I take a bus or get my sister to drive me.....well THAT'S too much effort. Or it'll take too long to get there, thus wasting too much time thus it's not worth it. --This is the thought process going through my head.

Le sigh.

I WAS motivated hardcore to go to Indonesia to see a friend of mine. But because I kept waiting on other people for the go ahead, I missed all the sweet windows for CHEAP FLIGHTS. Now I am totally shafted. MAYBE I could go, but I'd be so out of money.....And I had built her hopes up so much, now I don't know what to do.

i just feel beaten, I really do. I don't think it's self pity, so much as a feeling like the universe is telling me to go live with my parents and never attempt to be an individual again. Stress Stress Stress. Which brings me back to my original point--why do I have stress if I don't have a job?? What is wrong with this picture??

Prom 2008!

2008-06-30T03:43:37Z

Prom 2008!
Originally uploaded by Crissy Teena

Ohhhh yeah.

Jack, I really wish you coulda been here for this :)

I miss partying with you.....

Fuck Karma

2008-06-11T00:19:44Z

Seriously, the Universe is trying to shit in my cereal and then make me eat it in front of my loved ones.

I've had bad thing after bad thing happen to me in the course of May and June. In fact, I'm trying to thing of anything positive that's happened to me during that time....

So for this entire first half of June I've been ill. Got a cold, turned into Brochitis. That's 2 weeks of wasted sicky time where I couldn't do anything. Prior to June, I found out I have an uncurable intestinal problem. Double awesome. Let's not forget I found out that I had unwittingly paid NCsoft 160 bucks of unplayed video game time because someone on their end did not properly cancel my account. Did I mention I'm still unemployed and have started freaking out about funds??

And to take the cake--I was hit by an SUV today while riding my bike. Yes, in order to save money on gas, I road my bike to get some groceries. And then when I was hit, I landed on them. Successfully crushing them and my bike. Yes, my bike is totaled. (Yes Gene, this happened right after I saw you at Kroger).

AND YET because I am SUCH a nice guy, I said I wouldn't file a police/insurance report if she paid for my repairs. How can this POSSIBLY go wrong?? God damn it I am so stupid. I was also out of my mind and shaking at the time. If she doesn't pay for my lovely 200 bucks worth of repairs I will certainly know I am shafted this entire summer.

FUCK ME. Please Karma, I've had it, just send some good stuff my way please....

I am so fucked

2008-06-05T15:12:33Z

so so so so screwed.

I just uh, did the math for my summer funds....aka, me not having a job, yet still having to pay a bunch of bills....

let's see here, i have x amount of money, this is how much money that will be going out each month....uh huh....yup...

here's my credit card total...mmmmm wow that's uh, higher than I though....ooook....

Yup, broke by the end of the summer.

And I had been planning on going to Indonesia....

Busy Weekend.

2008-05-19T03:29:54Z

I never write in here....but I WOULD like to write some shit down because this weekend was good times.

Blargh. So on Friday I decided to bike over to Ian's in an effort to motivate him to work out with me---I guess we compromised, because instead we went walking around downtown. He took me to a delicious middle eastern bakery, and did some window shopping (even though I felt horribly out of place because I was sweaty from bike riding and wearing all work out clothes). We then ran into my friend Molly, who lives in Chicago....turns out she was in town to help her friend with an opening of a "robot store". They...well...sell nothing but robots. I also wound up talking to Carrie on Skype for about an hour--she's in Indonesia on a fulbright scholarship, and won't be back until September. Amazingly enough, she is offering me 43,000 frequent flier miles to come out and visit her this summer....which means I would only have to pay like 300 bucks for a round trip ticket there...don't mind if I do :)

Later that night I went to Aaron's birthday get together at the corner brewery, which was swell-tastic. There was only a few people there, but I honestly haven't hung out with any of those people in like....5 months. Twas ridiculous. And Aaron is always hilarious when you get a few beers in him.

So theeeen I find out people are over at Arbor Vitae, so I swing on over there to find Saagar, Sujit, Kat, Jen & Sarah all hanging out. Drinking 151. All it took was one drink of that stuff and my mind was swimmin'. Dr. Tim shows up later with a posse of people (he had his dissertation defense earlier) so he was wasted out of his mind already. One of his friends was this girl who was hitting on everyone there--she literally would go person to person saying stuff like "I'm dating someone but we're not really "together" ~~hand on lap~~ or she said to me and Jen "I think I might be gay, I would totally do you" etc etc. It was...hilarious to watch (and sad). She eventually LUNGED and Tim which sent him flying off his chair and they were making out all over the place. Oooo drunken awkward make out time.

I got hom at 4am, passed out, then woke up at 10:30 for a photo shoot. Sarah and Ian came over and I had her eat a cake, while wearing long white gloves and a prom dress on. It was really fun to watch :) Later Ian was rolling around on the ground with her and got cake everywhere.....and we took some splendid outtake photos.

After that Heather and I went to a retirement party for a fellow coworker of ours--he had been a bus driver for 26 years. Ouch. He kept offering me some 26 year old whiskey which was mighty delicious. You can't beat free food & booze at a barn...right? We came back to Ann Arbor and I was just about beaten....

But then Captain America called me up and we both agreed that we wanted to DO something on Saturday night, as long as it didn't involve movement :) So, he came over at like 11pm to watch a French movie with me....but we also decided to drink champagne and eat popcorn....so our attention spans depleted and we decided to talk about a bunch of shit over a jolly good game of ping pong. Afterwards we drank chocolate milk out our champagne glasses and attempted to watch the rest of the movie.

All I wanted to do was sleep in on Sunday, but I got up at noon (yes, I wanted to sleep in MORE than that) and went to my second Ann Arbor Craft Society meeting. I was wishy washy about it (because 1. I was hung over/icky feeling and 2. I wasn't feeling very crafty) BUT I'm glad I went. I got a text from Bekah to come hang out at BW3's (shudder) but I wanted to hang out with them so BAM there I was. Jason & Bekah gave me a "life" speech....which I've been hearing alot of lately. And by that I mean---the speech that's telling me to get a fucking job or at least DO something with my life. I appreciate it, but I've been kind of bombarded with that over the past few weeks. Everyone must be worried about me---I assume I wouldn't be getting this speech if I was in a secure long term relationship--but because I have no real responsibilities holding me down, it seems right for me to..y'know...just leave and go do whatever I want. True. However, and I told them this, I have no motivation, much less have any idea of what I wanna do with myself. Perhaps all this lecturing will finally get thru to me. Chris shows up after that and discussions are starting for a Cedar Point trip...NICE.

So somehow I had a rather busy weekend...but I guess that's how it'll be if my friends have jobs and I don't---the weekend is where all the action will be:)

However, I think hanging out with one person and just shooting the shit, was my fav part of the weekend. I don't do that anymore--I used to hang out with like one friend and just chill....I miss that kind of intimate setting where you don't have to "act" I guess. Plus, I finally got to really know the Captain, and all of my misinterpretations of him have fallen to the wayside. I feel unburdened I guess. A new friend is cemented, right?

Anyway, this is friggin' long but I wanted to write it down so I wouldn't forget.

Friggin' Fox news

2008-04-15T16:22:50Z

Ok listen....I've never been really into politics--and can say safely that's it's only been in the last couple of years that I've actually be interested in the NEWS in general...

Anyway....

I've always liked John McCain. I always said to myself that he'd be the ONE republican I might actually vote for---and then he kinda fucked up and went to right wing for me. Otherwise he's always been a straight shooter and was ok with making fun of himself and his peers.

Barack, when I first heard of him, sounded like an awesome dude and I thought "man that guy should run for president" and then voila. However, this recent democratic back and forth shit has really tired me out. At least McCain is actually trying to HELP people, while those other two idiots keep squabbling back and forth and are not doing anything right now to help.

Now I'm just confused as to who I even support. Bah. Just writing down some thoughts...

Oh spring...

2008-03-24T03:21:35Z

You're always make people go bat shit crazy.

I've got like 3 love triangles I'm sitting on the sidelines watching....some of them I'm sort of involved in (aka I know some shit), others I'm just here for support.

It's good, bad and frustrating in many ways....I guess I'll just have to see how it goes??

And if anybody finds a love triangle for ME to be in, just toss it my way, k?

Seriously..

2008-02-27T06:20:13Z

Seriously seriously seriously....why do men SUCK??

Sorry Jack...not you, just EVERYONE ELSE.

well shit balls...

2008-01-16T16:32:41Z

Guess I was wrong about that whole "no one reads livejournals" anymore.

I've decided to suddenly have motivation in finding a job--and since I cant be a teacher without having a FUCKING MFA then I will no go to my next option which is working for a magazine or book publisher.

If anybody knows anybody or anywhere I should go for this, ANY info would be mucho appreciated.

Time to actually cash in on that stupid art school alumni status and actually ask some questions...

Uhhh

2008-01-14T03:02:49Z

Does anybody read my livejournal anymore besides my sister??

Leg chop

2008-01-01T23:59:52Z

Leg chop
Originally uploaded by Crissy Teena

Yeah...something like that.

Drunk photos always seem to be a good idea--especially when you have props.