i got a step closer to a manifesto on architecture this evening as i watched a lightening bug unable to fly yet still pulsing a second at at time in the grass until it stopped and eventually became too dark to discern from the adjacent twig or leaf. good architecture can only be described as a run-on sentence.
as i close in on this scarpa paper, let's not forget the simple pleasures in life like screwing around on aim. i'll be playing the part of mr. diesel.
Nutball123: I need girl advice MR Diesel
VinDiesel is xXx: yo, just make hit movies like chronicles of riddick
Nutball123: thanks vin
Nutball123: errr
Nutball123: I mean, Mr Diesel
VinDiesel is xXx: yo, that's right. keep it respectable.
Nutball123: thanks again your advice is book worthy
VinDiesel is xXx: yo, you're right. i should write the chronicles of riddick:the book.
VinDiesel is xXx: get some intellectual ass
Nutball123: i meant about your life
Nutball123: but i bet that would work
VinDiesel is xXx: yo, the chronicles of riddick is a true story
VinDiesel is xXx: VinDiesel is Riddick
Nutball123: i guess your right mr monkey head
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Nutball123: ice cube i have a question about the ladies
Ice Cube is xXx: sup sup sup?
Nutball123: when you were in jail for being a mass murderer did you fantasize about ladies, or did you just screw men
Ice Cube is xXx: i don't know what you talkin bout fool. have you seen my new family friendly movie, are we there yet?
Nutball123: why do you keep mentioning that one?
Nutball123: what about XXX?
Nutball123: i thought that was your new one, i hate your old ones
Nutball123: all but saving private ryan when you dressed up as a little girl and got rescued by Vin Diesel
Ice Cube is xXx: yo, just showin the ladies how i can blow up stuff, make them laugh, AND take care of the kids
Ice Cube is xXx: yo, that matt damon is pimp
Ice Cube is xXx: i'd take him in jail or not
Ice Cube is xXx: err, i mean
Ice Cube is xXx: i'd bust that monkey faced diesel up in a second
Nutball123: i think your gay
Nutball123: except when you play straight like in Three Kings
Ice Cube is xXx: yo, let's just say that it was all real in boogie nights
Nutball123: you weren't in boogie nights
Nutball123: thats marky mark
Ice Cube is xXx: yeah, but i saw his little king
Nutball123: so you are gay
Ice Cube is xXx: yo, have you seen my new family friendly movie, are we there yet?
Nutball123: way to change the subject you master of distraction you
once again, we caught the rat. and by "we" and "caught" i mean joanna and hale repeatedly smashed and bludgeoned the thing to death with the big street trash can until it screamed its last little rat scream and lay still as a ball of hair and rat fluid, packed in the brown paper bag from whence it came. sadly i wasn't here at the time or else i would have chipped in while vomiting at the horror of it all.
meanwhile, the cool front from this past weekend has continued on and i wake up every morning with a good chill and the sound of birds chirping "my ass is freezing." maybe i should close the window.
it's a good old fashioned custody dispute as simon and speck fight for visitation rights. this is my life now, and will be for the next two weeks. it's actually nice to know that as soon as i leave the goodsyard i've got lots of books with pretty pictures waiting for me at home, yet a diversion or four is in order for this weekend before i smell grindstone.
i'm not sure why i have issues with design. architecture right now is one of the few pleasures in my world that gets me excited and doesn't have a guilty aftertaste. just pick up the pencil and draw to force the world to make a bit more sense.
maybe the new sauna feature in our house will encourage me to go get more work done. or maybe the fact that we have a new rat who is smarter, braver, smaller, and thus more maneuverable .
if you're just joining us it's 4:19 in the a.m. and i'm wide awake. chalk this one up to tomorrow being the least busy tuesday on record, consisting of my new found unemployment and only one hour long class. luckily i'll get my schooling through chinese history lessons seeing as mom and dad are in town.
in just their few hours in austin so far, i've further realized i am my father's son. which other gene pool of xy chromosones would find out their aunt/great aunt had died of alzheimer's that day and make forgetful memory jokes that night to play it off? i didn't actually know the woman well but i imagine how marshall/marc should be feeling.
now on the brink of 4:30 and the subsequent morning i think i'll try some reading which will hopefully turn into "reading" which for those of you outside of the whitis house means sleeping. today i'll tell mom and dad something new.
i lost my job. for those of you out in tv land who can't keep up, i got this job back in january with james larue and i got a new job on tuesday with lf that starts in june. i wasn't necessarily expecting this gap of unemployment but i can't say i'm surprised.
in between missing redlines and repeatedly messing up copying documents, i sucked. yes, i was wanting to leave the job since day one, and maybe that reflected in my work, but that doesn't keep me from feeling like a guy who just got fired. am i automatically going to stop sucking in san antonio?
good news is jim said i always showed up on time, dressed well, and had a nice haircut. maybe my good interview skills and friendly good mornings got me this far, but this far gets you fired. my supposed charm is mere eye candy where i need to be serving up the eye meat.
today ended up being the new beginning i needed after all.
typing that title, in all its infinite wit, made me realize that tomorrow i will be old. halfway between teeball practice and social security checks. maybe not that old but enough to feel i belong to a new demographic group. goodbye mtv, hello biography channel.
furthermore tomorrow i get to play grown up and have a job interview in san antonio. it's not that i'm not capable of having a full time job and living alone (though i return to normalcy in january) but i just don't think i'm fully equipped enough to be a full time adult. i'm a few edge pieces short of puzzle. and they're all sky pieces which quite frankly are the hardest to figure out.
so in conclusion i'd be content with coke floats at the rainbow roller rink. come to my party or i'll cry.
i'm currently pouring over the bus maps of london, trying to make sense of this city that i spent last week in. if ever there was a city to be deemed organic, this winding maze of tubes and double deckers seems to get it right. now begins the five week process of being the little architect in the big city, simultaneously detailing glass facades and fixing socioeconomic injustice. i hope i get a good grade!
it took a trip to midnight rodeo and a good dose of sleep last night to reamericanize and get my schedule back on. after the dead week before spring break, spring break, and globetrotting week, getting back on to just a normal school/work schedule seems hard enough. back to reading, cleaning, CADing, no napping, and emailing london and paris.
