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I finally figured it out.
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[09 Mar 2009|09:08pm] |
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some how it makes sense that it would be James Jean who drew that pin up for Watchmen...
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[21 Aug 2008|09:45am] |
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I miss home. Sometimes something feels like its missing.
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[04 Aug 2008|06:10pm] |
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I came back to my apartment and there was a delicious curry waiting for me in the fridge. Someone was very nice. :)
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[26 May 2008|07:31pm] |
Tickets to India are too expensive.
Sad times.
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[15 May 2008|06:18pm] |
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Today was the last day of my first year at art school.
What glorious changes these months have brought.
New things:
- Worked my ass off to get into the junior Illustration studio and will be taking it next September!
- Have been proclaimed the "student housing assistant manager". This means more free rent plus a small paycheck
- I have my first show scheduled for September and will be partaking in another this July
- Will be having, more or less, an entire aprtment building to myself and a handful of others for the next three months!
Lots to do this summer. Forms to fill out. Arts to be drawn. Calling cards to be made. Places to see. Rock climbing gyms to join.
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[09 May 2008|10:14pm] |
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It's difficult getting work done when one does not have internet. Three times in the past two weeks the internet has gone out. I have a message on my phone saying everything has been taken care of, but somehow I doubt it. My friend downstairs texted to say hers has stopped.
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[03 May 2008|12:02am] |
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trust. just trust.
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[14 Apr 2008|01:13pm] |
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I was wrong, Friday is not the day. It doesn't look like anything will happen until early next week. :(
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[13 Apr 2008|10:38pm] |
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I am at a great point in my life.
I'm happy, sucessful, and feeling growth, the last part itself is the best part of them all. I have outstanding friends, even those I don't talk to often are the best a person can ask for. I love my home, and by home I mean Portland. I am loved and feel lucky to have so much of it.
Funny thing about it all is a ton of stressful and aggrivating events have been going down.
People look at me and say "Karen, you've been going through shit."
Well, yes. Yes I have. but I love it.
It isn't phasing me like sense tells me it should, which in the end reaffirms the first statement I made. God has blessed me.
Even more tough times are ahead of me, but I have had so many people offer their support for those time, not that I am one to ask for it very willingly, that even should they be as tough as I fear, I will still be at a great point in my life.
I am so greatful. I wish I could better express it.
I love you, and am thankful to be loved in return.
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[28 Mar 2008|11:41am] |
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Today, two years ago, a clever, handsome, incredibly sexy man asked me to go steady with him.
I said "yes" and what an excellent choice I made.
I couldn't ask for a better man in my life. Even with what faults he has, he is exactly who I want beside me.
I love you Nate, you can't get home soon enough.
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[25 Mar 2008|10:17pm] |
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My other grandpa died yesterday.
Good news; found my car.
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[15 Mar 2008|08:39pm] |
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This week was horrible, but; friends, fabulous books of vintage ads, glass knobs, and cups of tea make everything better, and in the end - life is fantastic.
As a side note, I am inspired again.
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