This is too funny

Richard Fuld punched in face in Lehman Brothers gym

Richard Fuld, the disgraced head of Lehman Brothers, was punched in the face in the office gym amid the bank’s collapse.

http://www.telegraph.co.uk/finance/financetopics/financialcrisis/3150319/Richard-Fuld-punched-in-face-in-Lehman-Brothers-gym.html

With nothing to do

I have to go into work again and pick up my last check. I think it is something like $20 but I am putting it off. I don’t want to talk to that little asshole again.

I have sent out my portfolio to 6 local galleries so far. I plan to send out more and more. I am doing just about everything I can think of to get this off the ground. I still feel like I don’t have enough painted. The 8 I selected out of the countless paintings I have represent my best work. I hate the waiting.

My sisters car was almost stolen out of our driveway again the other day. I guess this time it was some guy with a record. The alarm started going off around 12am the other day. I woke my dad up and we went outside with my baseball bat. I didn’t see anybody, but the people down the street caught him trying to steal their car. What the fuck is going on! Are things in this region really as bad as they say and why the fuck do they keep trying to steal her 1996 Explorer? It’s not worth anything, $2K maybe?

Memories of St. Louis

My father came in to the studio tonight and checked out some of my art. He likes everything that I don’t(go figure) and was amazed at the amount of work I’ve churned out lately. It was nice to have a bit of recognition from him since he hardly ever seems to notice. Its always nice when someone gets excited about something you created.

The word might or might not be out, I was fired. I’m not sure who knows and really who cares? I was planning on quitting soon as something opened up some place else. I told them I was going back to school and that I couldn’t pick up any more days. The next time I show up for work my schedule was cut down to 2 night shifts and with that I said it was bullshit and I am quitting.  The next day I came in to pick up my check, they handed me this confession to sign. It basically stated I was drunk on the job and that I had stolen booze from them. I read it, laugh, say i’m not signing anything, and wait for the next line of bullshit they have for me. The little Japanese boss starts telling me in broken ‘Engrish’ that I am TERMINATED! I grab my check and say thank you.

I’m working on putting together a presentation package to send out to prospective Art galleries. I have everything just about right. I’ll let you know in a month how it all turns out.

I have lots of free time now.

Stakes is high

I am just sitting her listening to some great music and trying to rationalize and get some perspective in my life. I will be 24 years old in August and have been in college for over 4 years now. The sad part is I only have half my credits done for an associates degree. I am in need of guidance when it comes to turning those credits into a degree. The good news is I am not in debt and I have been smart enough with my money to have school paid off if I choose to go that way. Actually, i am sure there is no other way to go about it. I must finish or be well on my way to finishing school in the next year or it is time to call it quits. I am also considering my physical position in this world. I have lived in this state all my life and I think a little relocation might do me some good. Bust me out of my environment and put me into some place not so comfortable. Every son must leave his fathers house, that sort of thing. I know I have said it about a hundred times, but I think this time it really is time. There is nothing here for me, just a dead end job that I hate. All of my friends have moved on to other things and better places. As much as I love it here, it feels like it is now my time.

I could go on and on with the bad shit going on right now in my life, but I think instead I will turn to some exciting things. In June I am planning a drive down to St. Louis to visit Dan and see his house. The drive is only about 8 hours and it would be great to see whats out west. I might just keep on going once I get there and see where I end up. Sometime in August or September I am trying to put together a trip to Alaska. I have been dreaming about going for quite some time now and I think if I don’t do it now, I never will. I am pretty sure I will be going on this Alaska trip by myself. It will be good for me to find out what kind of person I am and what exactly I can take. I don’t think I am going to find anyone with the time or guts to go with me. I guess if that is the way it has to be, then thats what will have to happen. More details on these trip ideas as they become available.

On another positive note I have resumed my exercises everyday(i am trying). I ran/walked 2 miles today with mostly running and not a lot of walking. When I first started a few weeks ago it was mostly walking. Small progress is being made, I must keep it up.

Thanks you bitchs for my money

I need to learn how to sue a company that claims I owe them money. I don’t owe them shit but they claim I owe them a butt load of money. I am assuming that if I sue them in small claims court they won’t show up and I will win a default decision? At least that is what I hope is going to happen. I should stop talking about the details of the case just in case they dig this post up and try to use it against me.

My summertime soundtrack would have to be this album.

Cody ChesnuTT

Cody wrote, arranged, performed and engineered the entire 2 disc album. Every song on here is different and range from dub to soul to who the fuck knows. Sad songs, happy songs, summer songs, cold songs, everything is perfect. The only problem is he made the album and then nothing else since.

conflicting emotions

Listen life has been interesting to say the least these past few weeks. Not sure how things got so fucked up in such a hurry. I am not sure how I should be feeling or what I should be doing right now. I feel like a large part of my life has been kicked out from under me. I am also not sure why it is all hitting me so hard right now and not so much last week. Actually I do know why, but I don’t want to get into the details. I wrote you a rather extensive and detailed note which I don’t ever intend to share.

I am sick of internet journaling, I just don’t feel like sharing anymore. Whats the point of collecting all these garbage thoughts online for me to analyze one day?

Jane says…

Wow wordpress has updated its posting software for the online browser. It looks very very very nice and lets you post videos and adds lots of updates, thanks!. I was starting to consider deleting this account because the software was so bad and hard to use, glad I stayed. Can someone now tell me how I can get this posted on my website, that would be great!

So how about a life update.

I am reading “The Dharma Bums” by Jack Kerouac, I am only 20 pages in but I am already liking it a bunch. “On the Road” defined the beats and wasn’t really all as great as it is hyped to be, but DB is amazing.

I am never eating cheese (or dairy for that matter) ever again. I don’t know why I never learn! I had melted cheese all over my burrito for dinner tonight and I am paying for it right now. My stomach feels like it has a huge rock it is trying to digest.

I might be getting a part time job at an art supply store over the summer. This would be excellent because they offer a discount to employees. I just worked 3 doubles in a row but only worked 30 hours

You sometimes only remember the good parts

You may find yourself asking yourself this very question one day? What do you think? Why was Van Gogh so good?

I really hate February in Michigan. This was taken on a day when the sun actually came out for a while.

In other news work has been rather pissing me off lately. I have to get a better job soon. I don’t make any money there and the guy that owns the place is from the stone age. I started calling Monday “New Rule Monday” because every Monday, he made up a new rule! I had a dream the other day that I was in the office at Amtote and the guy that fired me was cracking jokes. I was sitting in the chair spinning around in circles and laughing. Thinking about how weird it would be to work here again. Your mind has a sick way of playing tricks on you and not reminding you how miserable of a place it was.

I never write in this thing enough. Where to begine?

Some times I neglect this journal because the will to write share is not always there. I like that I have a more limited audience(if anyone) reading this thing so I really should write more. Sometimes I like the feel of paper. I receive great satisfaction from writing by hand and ideas generally flow much easier and faster that way. I think next semester I will try and hand write my papers from now on and focus less on computers for drafting. Oh ya I forgot to tell you I had to sign up for two classes at Schoolcraft next semester. I hate the idea of going back to the (pardon my french) ‘Fucking shit hole’ school, but my money situation is better off just taking the classes there. I still plan to graduate from Washtenaw and as of Wednesday I am done with the preques to get onto the wait list for their radiography program. The decisive factor was the cost. I could take both classes at Schoolcraft for the cost of one at WCC, plus the school is less then a mile away. The wait list for the Radiography program is somewhere in the range of 1-2 years. I have discovered a quicker route going through a hospital based program. However I need to have prerequs for them, college level Algebra and English classes before I can apply to them(I think). Hopefully I can submit an application and by the time I would be admitted into the hospital based program I will be done with the classes.

I need to get my ass in gear. I must get out of this fog that I am stuck in. Damn it I hate you winter!!

PS: For some reason I keep spelling writing with two t and not one.

True stories

I look down and see a cell phone case sitting on the ground. My big toe is pointing directly at it and I realize it has found me. It fits my phone like a glove or in this case the exact case for this phone.

I am on my way home from work and a rabbit runs out in front of my car. Instead of breaking like I normally would I hit the gas and miss crushing the poor bunny. Not sure why I didn’t break but it is the rabbits lucky day I didn’t.

I have figured out what I am going to do for the next few years and it involves giving up something I like.