Saturday night, I went dancing with some buddies at a place called Ground Zero. Beautiful little night club, all goth and vamp. You see some of the most wonderful people at these things, and some of them know how to dance, which is nice because I don't like being the only one out there (though I'm told cut a rug well enough to make the others seem like amateurs). Good times were had.
I also got to meet a guy named Tim, a drummer with an excellent setup in his basement for playing music. More on this guy later.
Sunday, I got a lot of work done; finished up my scythe for 3D, got started on my Illustration project, and was basically preparing for an all-nighter when Travis calls up and says he's stuck outside right next to MCAD with no buses running soon. It's a good thing he called me, 'cause I love adventure, and getting this guy home is a task worth doing. Mission accomplished, I finished my homework at about 7.00AM, and was awake enough to survive my class at 1.00PM.
After class, I spend the night making sure everything is perfect for my 3D project, then head down to hang with the Group at Mickey Dee's. Stay there up to 10.30PM, then we drive out to IHOP for some waffles and french toast. We get to Cub, and I drive in circles around the parking lot while listening to Daft Punk; the cops are almost called, but the manager says he knows Travis and therefore lets us off easy (which moved me to tears; some people are just really kind). We head to Lindsey's so she can nab Eurotrip from her room, then we're off to Jordan's place to watch the movie until the wee hours of the morning. 6.00AM comes, I drop off Lindsey at her house, then head home and get two hours of sleep before waking up at 9.00AM for class.
The 3D class rather loved my piece. It's a scythe with the head of key (complete with knotches) and a rose on the opposite end. The scythe's design was inspired by a dream I had a while back, making it a weapon of the mind, and therefore had no need for sharpening. I got my roommate to pose with it so I could document the piece. It's kinda about the transition between life and death: roses are symbols of mortality, keys are reminiscent of doors, and scythes are weapons of the Grim Reaper. I was rather happy with it.
After class, I head home and sleep until 2.00AM, catching up on the rest I'd been missing for two days. I jump into my drawing homework, which involved a planar analysis of my feet, finish that in record time with a nice outcome, then study for a test I had in the coming morning. Feeling satisfied, I sleep for another four hours and wake up at 9.15AM, rested and ready to rock.
Test goes down smooth, drawing class passes by quickly, and I spend Wednesday night getting a little more work done. Thursday morning involves Media 2, and I present my little photo booklet to a small group to be critiqued; they love it, as the idea to use obvious line in the photography to transition between the individual pages both fits the concept of the book and is aesthetically pleasing. I then begin the next project of incorporating the photos from the book into a web page format, getting the message across in a different medium. My ideas are already beginning to bear fruit.
Friday, I switch out the title to my car, get new license plates, and am delighted to hear that my text messaging is now free because my brother bought a blackberry with benefits for the entire family. Happiness assured, I call up Tim to see if he wants to jam in his basement. Several hours later, I arrive to find him and our friend Ashley hangin' out. The jam session starts, and we get some nice riffs and beats going. This is my first time playing with a drummer, so being able to go somewhere with it is very inspiring. I seem to be learning something new about the instrument every time I pick it up. Gotta love that bass.
The rest of the night is spent looking up songs, vids, and other bollsheet on youtube, hangin' around, having a pillow fight, a quick run for food, and me finally saying my goodbyes. It's been a wonderful week, and tomorrow I get to hang with the Group at Mickey Dee's again; seems someone set up a formal dinner event, and getting McDonalds food in a tux just sounds hilarious to me. I will sleep amused tonight.
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