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This was written on the table when I sat down in the computer lab. I like to think someone was cyber-stalking their crush and trying to figure out if they would be compatible age-wise.
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Because tomorrow in Body Politics class we are going on a hike, having a potluck, and doing yoga. Art school on the west coast!
Except the lines going through the ghost were supposed to be the lines of the chair to show that he's transparent. That didn't work out so well.
Steve Cross and Megan
And Those Darlins. And Ryan Sweeny's band played today, too.
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While I'm glad to learn how to control lighting better, I don't foresee my flat-lighting snapshot aesthetic going away any time soon.
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I had to get this wristband, but due to this weird thing where they were sold out but Steve Cross had accidentally ordered an extra one (because he and Megan are coming to visit soon), I had to tell them I was Steve Cross to pick it up. So then I watched some Stargate, took a picture of James Hetfield, and got a flashing LED marquee belt buckle.
Also listening to Cannibal Corpse, so thanks to whoever gave that to me as a gag gift ten years ago.
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I ran out of time, got frustrated, and decided that if I was going to turn in a last minute piece of crap, I should make it obvious that that's what it was. Maybe that wasn't the best decision, but sometimes things just don't work out.