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(no subject) [Sep. 30th, 2006|01:02 pm]
stuart

well i don't work at lush anymore.
i didn't pass my probationary period, i didn't haev enough product knowledge.
oh well.


i'd really rather just leave it at that .

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(no subject) [Sep. 24th, 2006|12:21 pm]
stuart
[mood |blank:8]
[music |the gerbils]

good golly miss molly.
some shit has happened, mostly fun. some just frustrating. but it's the kind of frustration that everyone understands.

so anyways,
it's been cool lately, haven't had much time for anything but work and partying.
but i can't complain.

the new job is going good, and i'm counting down the days 'till my last shift at michaels.

and yesterday chelsea and i smoked a joint that managed to last for half an hour, and we're no pansy smokers.
it lasted long enough to have a cigarette after it was lit, and the cigarette was finished long before the dub.
ha.

troy, mauri, annie, miranda, (and simon?) area ll at trroy cottage this weekend.
i talked to whitney yesterday, and she went up with the other dudes for the night, she had fun, big hangover, you know the deal.
i love knowing that my friends are trashed.

lifedrawing at 7:50am-8:50am, and at lunch all next week.
ha. shit.

 

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(no subject) [Sep. 8th, 2006|07:56 pm]
stuart
[mood |blank:D]
[music |james brown-greatest hits.]

first off
NO MORE MICHEALS FUCKERS
i've got the sweet job at LUSH in the fucking market
but now i have to buy black clothes

anyways, school has started, 
so has the insane amount of weed that fuels me through the pits of university preparation hell between art classes.
which i can actually enjoy with all of the seemignly useless shit i've managed to pick up over the past 3 years.

i've got a spiffy new backpack to lug all of my art shit around in, and a head almost full of ideas.

and an almost empty pack of smokes.
fuckfuckfuckfuck.

but mostly i just don't know what to think so i listen to what you're saying.
ok?

this is where i laugh and make a dumb comment.

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(no subject) [Aug. 24th, 2006|05:10 pm]
stuart
[Current Location |pit of DOOM]
[mood |blank:L]
[music |yes]

went downtown today for a bit, bought smokes, read my book
THE BOOK OF MERLYN
so majestic, and actually muchly mroe intelligent than i thought.

ran into miranda, 
hippie shack,
frou frou,
out for tea, 
cigarettes, 
gossip. but not bitchy gossip, it mostly made me laugh.
took the 5 to billings.

figure that all of our freinds have hooked up at one time or another.
we both have BAD memories, 
i blame the bottles
fucking schnapps,

miranda drinks sherry.
i drink schnapps.

that's about it.

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(no subject) [Aug. 22nd, 2006|09:33 am]
stuart

so if you havent visitied www.minimiam.com yet you should
preiser figures are like god to me.
it might be .net so check that too.

anyways, pantways, spartans, i went back to school shopping, and got a golden yellow sweater, a parklands backpack, and a white t shirt.
and i found the shoes that i wanted, but they only come in all black, or all white. ( but they're onyl 6$, maybe i'll get BOTH)
even though i bought the black, i think i'll return them and get the white, no one needs two pairs of shoes.

i've been listening to alot of YES lately, i really like their music it makes me feel like i shoud be in arecord store with murals on the walls or something
and school starts soon.
YAY getting up EARLY for portfolio class!!
yeehaw!
but i'm really mot complaining, becasue this frigging class is GOING to get me a goddamn scholarship.
even if it kills me.

artartartartartartartartartartartart
oh god.


and lush and the second cup in the market are hiring.
working at lush would OWN.
...
live it
learn it
love it.


 

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(no subject) [Aug. 11th, 2006|11:31 am]
stuart
[mood |blank:l]
[music |gold lion- the yyys]

 ok wow
the past few days have been increasingly indescisive.
i can't....
i met so fucking many new people, most of them ver y very very nice

actually got hit on for the first time in forever, it felt good, he was nice, but definately not for me.
adding to the indescision.

i've been feeling kinda weird, it's almost like shedding skin, 
but not at all, 
it's like crawling out of a long cave into another big long cave, only this one is a smidge smaller.
adding to the indescision.
you keep your skin

and being around all of dyls extremely hot/put-together friends makes me feel like a bit of a skeeze.
i'm gonna cut my hair, i don't like it long.

this is weird.
i want back in the womb now.

i had a dream last night, it was "first day of my life" by bright eyes, fuck dyl. you got me hooked.

look see
look see
don't talk.


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(no subject) [Aug. 6th, 2006|09:24 am]
stuart
[mood |blankidk.]
[music |joanna newsom-peach plum pear]

i had a weird dream last night.
it involved a lot of cocaine, a croceted blanket, 
and two people who i don't see enough of.
and someone doing a six year old's makeup.
i blame the drugs.

ps dylan if your house i still a mess i'm gonna hang myself.
i feel super shitty about that babe.
call me  up anytime baby.
i love you.

we're distantly related to WHALES.
geez.

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(no subject) [Jul. 26th, 2006|06:54 pm]
stuart
[mood |blankdehhh]
[music |mozart- some obscure sonata]

i had a run in with the law.
do i care? no, not really.
waste of my life.

anyways, i have been running around getting into all sorts of funtangles, and stuff.
on my way home from work atl around eleven, with two stolen big motherfuckign candles in my baag, i made an offering to the gods of groove and funk.
which entails me lightsing up a green and yellowy-orange candle in the middle of a road near my house and smoking and dancing around them.
twirling and the like.

and writing letters, hoping that i will like them enough to send them someday.
and stealing beer.
i forgot how much i liked corona.

workign and scoping for nice boys.
riding alot of escalators. trying anythign really.
fuck being seventeen, it's for lovesick poopheads.

all i want to do is get lost somewhere and pitch a tent and run around naked singing nursery rhymes to people the may or may not exist.
listening to alot of mozart.
having fleeting glance sex with a girl on a bus.


but mostly just hoping that somethign trips the light fantastic and a switch goes WHOOP somewhere and everythign gets the way it should be.

i have made a descision for now: being a yoga teacher could put me through college
eh...eh?

ive been evaluating re-evaluating evaluating re-evaluating
descisions and revisions 
before the taking of toast and tea.
(reading alot of ts elliot)
(reading alot)


MORE CAN BE DONE I LOVE YOU

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(no subject) [Jul. 20th, 2006|03:59 pm]
stuart
[mood |awakeoh wow]
[music |thriller-michael jackson]

tapes i found at value village
-alanis morisette-jagged little pill
-santana-welcome
-mozarts greatest hits-philedelphia/cleveland orchestra
-classic queen- queen
dirty-sonic youth

and cool big brown headphones which will unfortunately only work on my big tapeplayer which will be used to make loads of mix tapes.
and pants.

and i ran into svetlana, and her sister, who seems nice enough.


(i only paid for the headphones, i'm bad.)


ps FUCKING RIGHT CHARLOTTE, MOTHERFUCKIN JAGGED LITTLE PILL


it's been neato lately.

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(no subject) [Jul. 13th, 2006|10:02 am]
stuart
[mood |not my fault]

there is something up
not like the direction
up like a funk

i think most of us know what i'm talking about

and i thik it's kinda bothering you too.

on a brighter note, i fucking love peach schnapps.
it makes everything better.

and it makes a cameo in the virgin suicides.
it's gotta be good.

<3

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