It's Business Time

sfffffana @ 2009-03-21T12:47:00

2009-03-21T16:56:13Z

In one part of my dream, I was sitting on my bed as I am now, and Caitlyn was sitting at her computer as she usually does, and we could hear a knocking noise. I looked out of my window, which was open, and scanned the scene for a woodpecker. I found one on a pipe (that doesn't actually exist) only a few feet away from my open window. There were other birds out there too, including an owl that I actually couldn't see. I don't know how I knew the owl was there. It was with a mouse, which I also could not see. Then what I remember is that I'm laying on my bed, with my eyes closed, and I'm calling the birds into our room. Next thing I remember is the feeling of something small and furry trying to crawl quickly into my open mouth and me freaking out and sitting up. It was the mouse, which the owl had supposedly dropped off. But I still couldn't see either of them so I have no idea how I knew that.

YES PLEASE

2009-03-21T06:56:52Z

http://www.amazon.com/Bigfoot-Not-Dead-Graham-Roumieu/dp/0452289564/ref=pd_bbs_1?ie=UTF8&s=books&qid=1237618540&sr=8-1

FRANCK JUERY

2009-02-24T15:03:42Z

http://www.franckjuery.com/perso/index.php?album=ni-na

This is just one of the galleries from his website. It is love love love.

sfffffana @ 2009-02-17T18:07:00

2009-02-17T23:11:49Z

My internal clock is completely fucked up. I have had sleeping issues since junior year of high school, but it's never been this messed up. Usually I just don't sleep and I'm lucky to get 3 or 4 hours a night. For the past couple of weeks though, I've been getting tons of sleep. But all of it is during the day. I stay up all night and as soon as I start to see light coming in through the blinds, I get horribly tired. And I sleep until like 3 PM. Today it was the worst though. I slept literally until it started to get dark outside. I mean, I woke up randomly every couple of hours, only to find myself still sleepy as all hell, except for this time. Now I'm up for good. And it's 6 PM. WTF.
I can't snap out of this.

sfffffana @ 2009-02-06T03:39:00

2009-02-06T08:39:28Z

I feel like a potato. With mushy stewed vegetables for brains.

sfffffana @ 2009-01-24T13:29:00

2009-01-24T18:41:40Z

I died in my dream last night. It was actually kind of funny. My family was being hunted down by the Russian mafia, and I was with two of my friends,just running around and trying to hide. Somehow I ended up alone in a hotel room. Then I heard a knock, and it was my two friends who had brought 2 guys from the mafia with them. And I let them in because I was giving up by that point. So, the Russian dudes had a gun pointed at me, and I was covering my eyes and freaking out. but then the Russians chickened out and apologized, and I was all "no, no, do it or you'll get in trouble!" But then Mila Kunis (one of my friends had turned into her at some point) picked up the gun and she decided to do their job for them. Then, without saying a word, she fucking played Russian Roulette with me. And I didn't object. The bullet fired the third try, and everything went black. It was like a scene from a movie. I had a close up view of the gun and there were sparks every time she fired a blank, and when the bullet finally fired it was super zoomed in and in slow motion.
Somehow, I managed to return (in ghost form?) and find out that she had shot me in the throat rather than in the head. That puzzled me for some reason. But I was thankful because there was no pain.

sfffffana @ 2008-12-24T02:54:00

2008-12-24T08:43:41Z

I love my friends. And I am not ashamed to say that I love being the only girl in the group.

Yeah. I love mah boys.

sfffffana @ 2008-12-20T06:49:00

2008-12-20T11:50:00Z

Yeah, it's all good, except for the part where I'd love to just curl up into a ball and die.

Buuuuut, I will get over it. I think I'm handling things alright.

sfffffana @ 2008-12-03T01:20:00

2008-12-03T06:20:57Z

Am I really such a horrible judge of character?
I should see this shit coming from miles away by now.
OPEN THE EYES

sfffffana @ 2008-08-17T12:12:00

2008-08-17T16:13:44Z

My grandfather just called me to ask how sundae is pronounced.

Fucking A, yes

2008-08-16T18:55:17Z

"Roots of Breakdance"

YES, Rabbinical, LAWLZ

2008-08-14T02:16:57Z

1. http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Special:Random
The first article title on the page is the name of your band.

2. http://www.quotationspage.com/random.php3
The last four words of the very last quote is the title of your album.

3. http://www.flickr.com/explore/interesting/7days/
The third picture, no matter what it is, will be your album cover.

4. Use your graphics program of choice to throw them together, and post it in your own journal.

sfffffana @ 2008-06-19T15:07:00

2008-06-19T19:24:43Z

I've graduated! Thank ye gods high school is over.
There was a nice breeze Tuesday. Or rather a nice wind; my cap ended up flying off of my head once. But I'm thankful, considering how miserable the whole thing would've been if it was hot and humid out.
I'm going to the School of Visual Arts in NYC in September. August 25th I'll be moving into my dorm room at the G-Dubs (the George Washington Res.). Bahaha, G-Dubs.
It used to be the George Washington Hotel and eventually became an apartment building. Some of the original tenants still live in the building with all of the SVA students.

Here's a little blurb about the building from Wikipedia:

"The history of the George Washington Hotel involves at one time being a brothel and once a bootlegging house during Prohibition."

Hells yeah.

sfffffana @ 2008-03-31T21:46:00

2008-04-01T01:48:35Z

Kalie E. Richa and I are going to Montreal while the rest of the senior class goes to Orlando, Florida. It'll be just the two of us. We're leaving tomorrow morning and getting back Saturday evening.

I hate boys. Damn you boys.

sfffffana @ 2008-02-12T18:51:00

2008-02-12T23:51:32Z

I need to rewire my noggin.

sfffffana @ 2008-01-18T13:03:00

2008-01-18T18:14:55Z

Next week is going to be the most stressful, miserable week of the year. I don't regret taking Honors Anatomy, but trying to balance that out with all of my art/college related work is proving to be nearly impossible.

2 AM has become my regular bedtime since school started, so I'm usually going on about 4 (or less) hours of sleep.
I'm just waiting for the meltdown.

Aaaand I need to have all of my portfolio work done by next Tuesday so I can have all of my school applications in by the beginning of February.
There's a muscle practicum for anatomy next week AND the week after.
My art assignment is due next Tuesday.
My photo assignments are all due next week.
And Cooper Union's home test will be arriving soon.

Trying to focus on all of that, I'm gonna forget how to breathe.

sfffffana @ 2007-11-27T00:08:00

2007-11-27T05:17:25Z

Jenna Bush came to our school today.
Oh, the crazies.
My school is an ass-kissing circus act.

I kept typing "kiss-assing" circus act.

sfffffana @ 2007-10-09T15:12:00

2007-10-09T19:14:24Z

happeh happeh birthday, Johnny. you'd be an absolutely kickass 67-year-old.

chmok!

sfffffana @ 2011-11-11T11:11:00

2007-09-09T04:20:36Z

Friends-only (to some extent). Not that I've got anything interesting hidden in here.

sfffffana @ 2007-06-27T23:03:00

2007-06-28T03:09:13Z

I get caught in thunderstorms every time I have to drive somewhere that's over 20 minutes away. I was driving to Maggie's a couple of weeks ago, and about 10 minutes into the drive I started seeing huge, black Cumulonimbus clouds way up ahead. 5 minutes later I was caught in a crazy torrential downpour.
A couple of days ago it poured while Maggie and I drove to the shore. We accidentally ended up in Atlantic City on the way there and then on the way home we somehow ended up in Atlantic City AGAIN.
Every time I drive to or from Philly to visit either set of grandparents it rains on me and Frida. Frida's my car.

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The Larry King-thing last night. It's the only LK episode I've ever watched and most likely the last.
I was giddy when it began, and then when Livvy and Yoko were being interviewed I got depressed. I think I've been emotionally overwhelmed lately or something, because I could've burst into tears right then. I just wish I had someone with me who gets just as excited about the boys. Unfortunately, the only friend who understands (and shares) my overly ecstatic reactions happens to be all the way across the country. Oh Hazel Basil, Hazelnut, l'Hazel... come back here.

But back to the Larry King show, I love how Paul gets so carried away. For instance, when he was pinching Ringo and stroking his hand, he was totally going with the flow, ahahaha. He's got a lot to say about everything but that's good, just let the man talk. Damn, just let them all talk! Over half of the whole thing was commercials.
Just give them their own tv channel and let Paul get carried away.

My favorite bit was probably, "...life is good, and with friends like these, who needs life?" Say what now, boy?
And how Paul and Ringo wore sneakers.

Say What

2007-05-12T18:21:07Z

Eeee, I finally got my license.
I think the only reason that the man passed me was because he thought that my mama is ~beautiful.~
So, thank you, mama.

This is great, though. My mother's the most unreliable person when it comes to picking me up from work, getting me places on time, etc etc etc. She tends to forget or she decides that she's got better things to do than fetch me. Meanwhile, I sit on the curb at school or work and wait until she decides to show up.

So yes, this is good.

sfffffana @ 2007-04-08T21:34:00

2007-04-09T01:40:34Z

Last night Daria and I went to see Rasputina at the Troc. We took a train over there and it snowed all crazy-like... wtf? That sunny day we had was such a tease. Hokay, anyway, Dar and I stood outside in line for an hour and froze. Honestly, it hurt to move, my upper lip was numb, and my muscles were all achy from the constant shivering. I was still cold when they let us into the venue, so I sat there for another hour, all hunched over and bundled up in my coat. And then my brain went all stale and I was completely zoning, staring at nothing with absolutely nothing on my mind. So I got up, nearly fell over, and bought some M&Ms for brain food. THEN the opening band came on stage I got so excited that I instantly warmed up. Dar and I were in the front row (although off to the side a bit) so we had a very good view. Sarah and Claire Bowman were the opening band (kickass twins who play wonderful folksy music). They had some good guitarin' going and Claire was all over the place with the tambourine. Totally wild.

When Rasputina finally came on we found out that Sarah Bowman is currently playing with them. She was up there playing the cello with Melora, and Johnathan TeBeest (drummer) was looking like some sort of bohemian mountain man.

Melora Creager is absolutely brilliant. I think I was grinning the whole time, I was so ecstatic. They played a few old songs, some covers, new stuff, and then Melora said it was the end. I was kinda relieved because if they didn't finish soo, Dar and I would have to leave WHILE they were playing so that we could make our train. But Melora came back out by herself and played Hunter's Kiss, then Sarah and John came out and joined her for another song, THEN it was over and Dar and I didn't miss the last train anyways.

The hairs of Melora's cello bow kept breaking, but she went on playing and the strands were flying all over the place like streamers.

Aaaaah, Melora kicks ass.

Drummer boy here, he reminds Daria of Shavo (it's all in the beard). I quite like his pigtails.

These are the Bowmans, Sarah's on the right.

sfffffana @ 2007-03-18T15:14:00

2007-03-18T19:18:11Z

I had a dream that I was a young Patti Smith (even though it was present day, as in 2007) and I was hanging around Kmart. A boy with curly, blond hair ran up to me. He told me that back when he fought in Vietnam he was a huge fan of mine. I swear he wasn't a day over 20 years old.
But I was still very flattered.

I couldn't see myself in my dream, but I knew I was Patty. I was sitting on those little stools that they have in shoe section, and I was looking up at the boy and grinning like a fool.

Weirdness.

sfffffana @ 2006-11-07T15:03:00

2006-11-07T20:03:19Z

Placebo concert. The events leading up to it were hell, we got the wrong directions and then Caitlin lost her debit card in a cab and y'know, blah blah blah, shitty opening band, lots of drunkies threatening to kill everyone, lots of painful standing around. But once Placebo showed up on stage, it was amazing. It was like seeing Harry Potter in the flesh. Placebo's always been that band that seemed totally unreal and unreachable, is what I mean. Like Harry Potter. He's not real.

Unbelievable.

I was so tired last night, and I was convinced that I had strep throat. I made myself some tea, got in bed, took a couple of sips, and fell asleep leaving the cup next to my bed. In the middle of the night the car alarm went off outside and I was in such a deep state of sleep that when I woke up I thought the noise was coming from inside my cup of tea, as if it were some sort of alarm. I stuck my hand in the tea and started feeling around for an off switch. My hand was completely submerged in cold tea. I guess I eventually came to my senses, though, because I took my hand out of the tea and opened my eyes, thus seeing all the blinking car lights.

sfffffana @ 2006-10-27T20:26:00

2006-10-28T00:37:55Z

Yah yah, coffee. I have days where I'll drink one cup and I'm bouncing off the walls, happy as pie, and other days I can have 5 cups and nothing.

I feel like a zombie today.

I'm also feeling pretty chipper, so I guess I'm a chipper zombie. It's because I get to prance about downstairs and nobody will see.
If nobody's home, why do I still feel the need to lock the door to my bedroom?
Man, these people living in my house have warped my mind and turned me into a paranoid individual.