My little brother turns nineteen today. This is weird for me. In fact, every one of his birthdays since he turned sixteen has been weird for me. I think it's weird because I haven't lived with him since we were younger, since I was eighteen. It's strange to think of him getting older, without actually seeing him do it. I don't know.
I have a headache right now. Bleh. I think I'm really dehydrated, and have been for the past few days. I've been eating crappy food, LAN-ing, barely sleeping, drinking alcohol, drinking soda... all without much water. I think I'll start trying to keep on top of that...
I have to go to Portland tomorrow. I'm not really looking forward to the drive, especially since I've been around people constantly for the whole week. I enjoy it, and it's going to be extra silent once I get back down to Vancouver.
It's been a while; sorry. I'll give you an abridged version of my past two weeks:
Paul's birthday was fun. We went out at midnight that night to Joe's Cellar, where it was Paul, Ryan, James + Steph, Drew, Sam, two other guys, and me. It was good times... Paul was fed many shots containing many different kinds of alcohol. Long story short, he threw up as soon as we got in the car, then spent an hour in the bathroom that night. He tried to convince me to bring him a blanket and let him sleep in the bathroom...
Next day was bright and early for Centralia-bound fun. We were at his parents' most of the day, then we went out for the "Tower Street Crawl," which is the street in Centralia where most of the bars are downtown. A bunch of us moved from bar to bar that night (I was DD again, so I watched everyone else get drunk, again). It was a lot of fun. Happy birthday for Paul!!
Hmm... what next... Oh yeah, finals. I only had three, so that wasn't too worrisome. I passed, passed, and passed! Done on Tuesday afternoon. W00t! Then Paul, Ryan and I went out to Boss Hawg's, Cheers, and Joe's Cellar. I got smashed on Vodka Sours and Whiskey Sours. Woo, end of finals!!
Oh! Oh jeeze, I nearly forgot the glory of Monday evening, finals week. Paul and Ryan had rented some costumes for a photoshoot for a school project. Bunny costumes. Heh... the shoot itself was much fun. I was a thin white bunny, and Paul was a frumpy brown bunny. Two costumes, Paul's and my humor, and endless "furry" possibilities. The project was on the fetish of Furries, which is that of pretending to be an animal for sexual pleasure (that's the gist of it, anyway). Fun times. Anyway, we needed carrots for the shoot, which we had none of at the house. Sooooo.... I insisted that the only way we could go by carrots was if one of the rabbits walked into the store to pay for them. So I did it. Walked into the store, picked up some carrots, and went through the checkout. I got confused/amused looks from people all over the store, high scrutiny from the manager, and pure joy from children (along with paranoia from their parents). Oh, and photo documentation of the event. It was glorious. Heh heh.
Let's see... next comes summer break. It was pretty uneventful for the beginning of it; Paul went up to Centralia, while I stayed in Vancouver so I could go to my internship on Monday. I was bored out of my mind every single day. Then I drove up on Monday evening. And got a speeding ticket. My first one. I'm pissed. I had a clean record, and now I owe $122 for driving 75 in a 60 zone. Fuck that.
Anyway, after that I went with Paul over to Drew's house, where there'd been a crazy LAN party going on, with all the guys. I joined it; I set up a trial World of Warcraft account, and now I'm a level 12 gnome mage. It was pretty boring for most of the week. I spent the first day of summer, one of my favorite days of the year, sitting inside all day. LAAAAAAME! Oh well. I had gotten two-and-a-half hours of sleep the night before that, was up all day, then went to bed late that night. So I slept until noon, and Paul slept pretty much all day. That was yesterday.
Then last night we went to the Penny Park in Chehalis, where we all played tag and frisbee until we were exhausted. My knees and elbows are skinned and bruised-- I feel like I was six years old again for a few hours (until I got totally smashed on Tic Tacs-- vodka, orange juice and Red bull). Today we went to Black lake, about 20 miles north of Centralia, where we swam and sunned until we were exhausted. Paul has an AWESOME sunburn; the front of him is roasted beet red, while the rest of him remains pale as winter snow. I was the only one who put on sun lotion, so I'm the only one who didn't get burned. Except for my back, which I couldn't reach. There's a pretty awesome and definite line of where the lotion stopped on my skin. We're going to the lake again tomorrow, since a few people couldn't make it today due to work (crazy people with jobs...).
I've been working on a project (somewhat) at Paul's parents' house; it's a wood shelf the size of the garage wall. Paul was working on it, and screwing up and getting frustrated, when I came in to see what he was up to. I offered a helping hand, and he gave me the project. And I looooove it! I haven't gotten to do any woodworking since I was in high school, and it's one of my most favorite things to do. I'm measuring, and sawing, and nailing, and getting things to fit together perfectly... it is soooo satisfying. Woo hoo.
So yeah. That's been the past couple of weeks. Not terribly eventful, but there are a few fun things thrown in there. I'm really, really tired though. I haven't been getting much sleep, I'm tired from swimming and the sun, I've been staring at the compys and lappys playing WOW for hours and hours this week, and I'm a little burned out on being indoors almost constantly (you have no idea how happy I was about going to the lake, and then learning that we're going back the next day).
In the days to come, I'll be working on a poster for Entercom, then I'll be finishing my internship on Monday morning (which means I need to go to Portland on Sunday). I have another internship next term, and I'm planning on trying to go to Portland Monthly. Wish me luck! It sounds like fun.
Okay, bleh. I'm done now. Maybe I'll sleep. Or something (I probably won't...).
There are five hours left until we go out for Paul's Twenty-first Birthday. I am soooo bored in the meantime. I have plenty of homework I could be doing, but [insert excuse here].
I talked to my mom today. She called me this morning and we talked for almost an hour. Which is great. I haven't talked to her since Mothers' Day, and that was only for maybe five minutes because she was so busy. Then about an hour ago I called my sister, Laurie. We talked for a while, too. I loved it. Oh, and she told me it was Jordan's birthday (my youngest niece) so I tried to call Wendy (my sister, Jordan's mom) but by then it was already 10 over there and they're probably already in bed.
I had some very strange dreams last night. I'd tell you about them, but I don't think they would mean anything to you. I think they're the kind of dreams that are only strange to the person who dreamt them, because of personal significance.
The day before yesterday (I think... maybe it was the day before that) I ran 3/4 of a mile without stopping. I can't remember if I could ever do that in high school (my guess is no), but I know I haven't been able to do it since then. So, I was pretty proud of myself. And then I ran for most of the way back home. I'm still a little sore from it, though. Oh well. Maybe I'll go again before it gets dark tonight. And I'll get Paul to go with me.
I didn't go to class today. I did laundry and cleaned the house instead. Which was probably a lot more work than what class would have entailed.
AIGA's tshirt sale was a success this term. We sold more shirts than last term, but made about the same amount of profit, since we spent more money on set-up this time (screens, shirts, etc.) I don't have any pictures of this term's sale, but I could post some from last term, just for the heck of it. Like I said, I'm bored and need to pass the time (damnit, this post has only taken up about ten minutes...) Oh, but I have to resize the pictures first. That should take up some more time. Woo.
Okay, it's been 25 minutes. Here are the pictures! Woooooo.......
One of the shirt designs...
Another one (this one's designed by me!)...
Yet another (designed by Paul, it's a picture of Ryan)...
And one more (also by me).
This was on the back of all the shirts, promoting our cause, of course.
The printing press and screens
Our president. :D
Sometimes, I end up staring at myself in the mirror, and if I stare for a little while, I don't recognize myself. On some of these days, I'm thinking, "Damn, is that me? I need sleep, or food, or exersice or something, because I seriously look like hell. Wow." And then I have those other days, when I look in the mirror and think "Damn, is that me? I need to be a freaking underwear model or a supermodel or something, because I seriously look damn good. Wow." Today is one of the good days. I'm sure everyone has both days.
This morning was fun. Waking up was really weird, because I would wake up, look at the clock, fall back into a deep sleep, wake up again, and only five minutes would have passed. I had to stay on top of the clock, though, because I had a feeling Paul didn't set the alarm at the time I wanted (and I was right), and he was sleeping on the couch instead of writing his paper. So I was super sleepy (two nights in a row of 6 hours of sleep, when I'm coming down with a cold and I'm stressed) when I got up, but when I looked in the mirror my hair was perfect, so I didn't bother with a shower. I just shaved my legs, did my makeup, and got dressed. When I got home from work I took an hour-long nap, and when I woke up I knew the meaning of beauty-sleep; I felt like I was looking even better than I did that morning.
Anyway, the reason this morning was fun, was because I got to do some job-shadowing, and some voice-acting. I got to work at 9 am, like I was supposed to, but ended up having to wait for the other voice actor for about 50 minutes. Anyway, we recorded our commercial one voice at a time. It was weird, because I was reacting to a voice or a person that I wasn't actually hearing. It was really fun, though. Then Doug showed us where all the sound effects come from. There's this huge book, about as big as a phone book, filled with the names of almost every sound you could imagine. So we picked up some Office Ambience, a Corrola motor sound, and some other things we needed. Then Doug showed us how to edit sound. He likened it to video editing, but that didn't help since I've never done/seen video editing. I have, however, seen sound editing before. It was still neat, though.
Anyway, Nick (another one of the interns, and one of my voice-acting partners) had to leave at 11, so he took off. I, however, stayed and watched Doug at work. In the time I was there, he edited and sent a radio commercial, wrote a couple other commercials, had several meetings with people including meeting with a part-time worker/giving him going-away gifts (there were about seven or eight people crammed into Doug's tiny, tiny office for this), and had a creative brainstorming session with a few people (while informing me that I was going to be working on that project very soon). Keith, my other boss, also helped on the voice acting, but he also attended 5 meetings in the three-and-a-half hours I was there, and still had one more later that day. Wow. What a busy, busy place Entercom is. I got to meet a bunch of other people that worked there, though I couldn't tell you anybody's name now. Doug told me it's that busy every single day. Oh yeah, he also is flying to New Jersey (?) tomorrow because he's a finalist in an annual competition for one of the radio commercials he's written.
Oh, one more thing he told me: he's met both Busta Rhymes and Snoop Dog. He said they're both cool, and Snoop is a pretty funny guy. Oh yeah, and he has a friend who is a creative director at Weiden + Kennedy. I am amazed at this guy's life.
Now I have a long list of stuff to do, which can be found under question 13 on my myspace blog "I'm powing through these things..."
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