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imapiratearg:

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--- Quote from: tommydski on 01 Jun 2008, 02:49 ---This thread was a terrible idea.

What's wrong with you people? Don't you all got blogs?

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i have a blog. it is for knitting and crocheting and other yarn endeavors. it is not a place for lamenting bad haircuts and worrying about my childish boyfriend's nutrition.

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I think he was joking.

Kai:
Johnny, I know the feeling! There was this little coffee shop place called Nighthawks that shut down 3 or so weeks ago. It didn't fit into the generic model of every cafe ever though. The interior was bare, stripped back, and terribly ugly. There wasn't really a ceiling, just the I-beams and the roof. The walls were painted a bright, cheap-warehouse yellow. The floor was a nice, smooth cement. Second hand couches were the norm. The owner always said it followed some post-modern architecture/interior design fad of the early 90's, but I think that was just a convenient excuse for being a hole in the wall.

But it wasn't only different in its decorations. The place was called Nighthawks for a reason--namely, it was only really open after 9 PM, and stayed open until Bryan, the owner, wanted to go to sleep. This usually averaged to about 3 am. There was a very small group of people that were pretty much always there. Occasionally you'd get a couple of new people, but on the large scale, it was this little community. I wrote an entire script there, a script I had performed several months later. I played my first show to a group of four people loafing on couches. Right after I broke up with my last girlfriend, I went there, and sullen, disgruntled, confused, and severly angry, I played the best game of Spades I had ever played. We talked about books and presidents. We sat outside on the curb, listening to the Chronic, chain smoking, and avoiding the owner's mother who was inside the building. I could go on and on--the place was very important to me, and at times, I spent more time there than I did at home.

It was shut down a few weeks ago, and for something completely asinine. I mentioned how there wasn't really a ceiling. Well, there wasn't any insulation at all either, and so Bryan had the landlord send someone in to fix this. Unfortunately, the landlord was kind of a cheap bastard and hired bottom line workers, and so the job was done completely wrong. The landlord said he would fix it, but this time at Bryan's expense. It would cost some 1500 dollars. As it was, the place was hardly making enough money to pay for the rent, let alone throw a spare 1500 dollars at something the landlord should have fixed last time.

Goodnight, nighthawks.

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--- Quote from: David_Dovey on 01 Jun 2008, 08:30 ---How the fuck aren't every single one of you way fatter? I mean let's not get into jokey "hurr hurr all Americans are fat and lazy and stupid" jokes, I'm really being serious.

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We are, though. I'm pretty sure we're the fattest nation. But we have Reese Cups. It's hard not to get fat when you have the Delicious Wonder that is Reese Cups. I was genetically blessed with a shoddy metabolism, so that in addition to the crap food I eat makes me chubby. But I am working on this because I don't really like crap food and don't really like being chubby, so getting healthier is a priority once I get off of campus.

But for blogginess, last night I went to Semi Gloss, which is a semi-annual art show put together by students. I had a piece in it (second show ever!) and so did several of my friends. It was a good show! A lot of people showed up and there was live music and free cheap booze to keep people entertained. It was a good evening, even if it was unbearably hot in the building. And today, once I pull myself away from the internet, I'll be writing a paper on Diego Rivera. After this, next week I have one more paper due, one final, one critique, and one retake and then I am done with school. Hooray! Then my thesis show (well, my thesis with everyone else's thesis = thesis show) is the week after and then I graduate on the 14th. And then the week after is Tronnocon! Yay!

But then after my three weeks of happiness and excitement I come home to find a job that has some form of health insurance and hopefully dental. Because I will have none and I like being healthy.

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It's because we don't like having high taxes, if I'm thinking correctly.

Ozymandias:
It's because we don't trust our government to be competent.

Which history supports, I think.

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