Hey hey all...well, I think its time for me to say "whoa...it was Friday the 13th". Lets see...in terms of bad luck...I really didn't experience any at all. Things went pretty well today...I just got those 4 self portraits in line charcoal done...cummulatively, it took me about 4 and a half hours...*whew*...I'm glad thats over.
Whoa, I started this blog about half an hour ago, but then I got to chatting and now....I've completely lost my train of thought=) Well, I went to that Quick Studies workshop. I was there about 45 mins late, but no worries...its just a workshop. It was a little less crowded than usual...and man, whenever I look around the room at other peoples quick sketches, a lot of them just kick some major ass...mine on the other hand, they get the point across...but...they're not pretty=T I just need to work on my confidence with line...hmm...am I getting too into art jargon? Just lemme kno arlite? *Dan, you're getting too much into art jargon* Oh...alrite.=)
Alrite, well there's this girl that I've seen every so often at the workshops...and she's like, totally cute...kinda short...and she smiles alot..which is a total plus. I haven't even heard her speak yet, but hmm...I'm diggin' her..=X Get this...she can DRAW man..like I love her style...its so fluid...I just wanna go, "baby, teach me the ways of YOUR force...." heh. Man, I'm such a wuss...I didn't say anything to her...
Well, Nelz and I were just chatting about soul mates...I believe in them...she does too: NellyBean: i just hope and pray that i find my one true love and soul mate NellyBean: some people arent so lucky MisterD: yeah...its scary sometimes looking at the odds MisterD: sometimes I think way too much and I think, "what if my soul mate doesn't speak english!" MisterD: or "what if she lives in England?!" MisterD: but then I gotta stop myself=) NellyBean: maybe there's more than one to give yerself better odds(heh...this made me laugh) NellyBean: maybe... you never know MisterD: but I'm....I don't kno...I like to think there's just one special person...that'll make your life complete...and u can live together with that person...y'kno NellyBean: oh i hope so
Well, I talked to my dad on the phone today...I was half asleep through the whole conversation at 11am. Man, I'm excited for everybody in my fam....my bro, who's living up in the Bay as well had 2 job interviews this week...and it looks like things are lookin' up...and did I mention my dad's new job is PHAT? A lot of changes, but its good to have more fam up here...ahh, but poor moms. Man, alone in that big house back in San Diego.=T I'm gonna call her more often...but on the all and all, I think she'll be fine...We've got a lot of family down there, and she's doing a job she loves to do...(hairstylist...I guess that explains why I haven't had my hair cut in so long...either I'm just so used to having her cut my hair, or I don't trust anyone else with my locks! haha) Well, like I said, my brother, pops and I are gonna get together on Sat for dinner and chillin'...whoa, did I just say I'm gonna chill w/ my dad? Sounds wierd when I phrase it like that.=) ANyhoo.
Well, class early tomorro...9am...so I better get to bed. Since I'm meeting up with the fam this weekend, I might have to push back meeting up with my old friends from up here...Well all of you out there in TV land, take care...
10/14/2000 02:44:44 AM
Friday, October 13, 2000
Hmm...4 hours into the AM, and I'm experiencing bad luck already...whoa..maybe this whole Friday the 13th thing IS true...my ISP is having PMS. ech...Oh, well while u're here...go on over and check this hep cat's page. Ger's got a thing about turtlenecks and a dude named Igor...yeah...IGOR.=P Okay...I won't say anymore...(Ger, watch out, I'm directing all 3 of my readers your way...brace yourself!)
10/13/2000 04:11:56 AM
Well I was just reading Sarin's page and she mentioned its Friday the 13th....am I worried? Nah...these things usually start in the morning with a "Whoa...its friday the 13th..." and end when I'm about to go to sleep with a "Whoa...it was friday the 13th." Y'kno..just maybe, I've always had bad luck on Friday the 13th, but I never realized it was Friday the 13th...so I never linked the two...interesting...I'll be taking notes on all the events of tomorro to analyze this further.=)
Hoy....well, I get to take a semi-breather. No class tomorro, although I have to do 4 self portraits in charcoal line, and I'll hit up that friday workshop I always go to. Class today was cool...man, it just hit me again how cool things are going this semester. I mean, I'm workin' hard and I'm busy all the time, but none of the classes are kickin' my ass or anything. And I'm inspired man...its crazy. I'm producing some good work and learning a lot...and the passion of my instructors is rubbing off on me. This is such a 180 turn from last semester, when I just felt like I was doing the work. I mean, I was getting good grades, but grades don't really matter to me too much, they're more for the parents=).... Its all about how you feel about your stuff, and if you're satisfied enough to use it as a portfolio piece. And I wasn't feelin' too hot about my stuff. I'm almost certain it was just the situation gettin' me down...dealin' with my roomates, staying in a dorm with no privacy, things with "she"...homesick. But this semester...ahh baby, I'm back! I guess one small gripe is that I'd like some more free time...but just like I said last week, I got in touch with a few old friends, and we're tryin' to hook up this weekend...I've been really wanting to check out this place on Irving that I heard makes the dopest dumplings.
I don't have anything really profound to say...hmm...before I started this online journal, I was thinkin', "Who's gonna wanna hear about my life? I'm not bitchin' and moanin' too much...now if I was driving in SF, yeah, there might be a bunch of that...but otherwise, its just me, what I do, and what I think.." Guess I'm still trying to figure that one out.=) I've even worked out a schedule with Scuffy. He doesn't bother me during the day, and I don't bother him past 12 midnight. I think he enjoyed his theme song too...saw him gettin' down in the kitchen...nah nah, I'm kiddin'.
My dad is moving up to the Bay on Saturday...he wants to visit. I kno he's gonna give me the "I told you so" speech...man. He wanted me to just live in the dorm again. It was safe and clean, and there was no hassle in getting a place...but no matter how much I tried to tell him its my own room I need, he still thinks that everything that goes wrong with this new place is a direct result of me not listening to him in the first place. It wasn't that ALL my roomates were bad...but I got roomate stories up to HERE.=) I don't need the stress...What if I just wanna bust out and sing the star spangled banner in the middle of the night? huh? huh? Yeah...thats right...but now I can do it anytime I want.
Hey, Willy's back...and he's got battle scars from bowling...click here for pictures!(psst...hey Willy, post some pictures up, quick! heh)
10/13/2000 12:55:24 AM
Wednesday, October 11, 2000
I woke up in a bitchy mood today...class at 9 and I woke up at 8. That meant no morning "get you fresh and ready for the day" shower...man, I need that shower to start the day off well...if I don't have it, and everythings rush rush, it just offsets everything...I slapped on some jeans, a hooded sweater, my favorite old beanie and went to school lookin' like a homeless dude. But oh so comfortable...I'd only had about 4 hours of sleep, so I was dozing off in Art History class. I mean, it was interesting stuff, and the instructor was really cool...but sometimes, sleep just will not be deterred. We got our quiz we took last week back...and I quote "your essay was very good...excellent!" *are you tootin' your own horn Dan?* Wha? No no...of course not. *toot* Hey, where'd that come from?=X
After that, I did my perspective homework in the library for about 3 hours or so...and it didn't really turn out as well as I'd have liked...bleh. I decided not to go to the figure drawing workshop I usually hit up on Wed because I was so tired...instead I went home. And here I am, enjoying the assortment of fine things to eat I've amassed over the weekend...
I used to believe in folding my clothes...but over the last two weeks, after doing the laundry and bringing it home, I'd just leave it in the laundry bag...whenever I need something, I just pull it out. Folding clothes seems so redundant to me now...they're just gonna be UN-folded in a few days...and the whole process begins again. Why not eliminate one unnecessary step? Hmm...I wonder if this is how all slobs are born...they were probably all really clean and neat guys...then they started rationalizing why certain things didn't need to be done...soon its "Why wash my underwear, when I could just flip it inside out and have double the mileage!" hmm....what a novel idea...hmm..wait, nono.. Okay. Well, if I ever get to that point, I'll let you all know, and u can set me straight.
10/11/2000 06:30:22 PM
Hoy hoy...hmm...there's a firetruck's sirens howling outside and its 1:26am. Not that I'm bothered at all, cuz I'm not...when I go to sleep, I'm out like a brick.=) That reminds me, my friend was telling me about a place he saw open for rent...the catch? Its right next to a firestation...I doubt it would bother me...first of all, I get to bed at the strangest times of night...and like I said, once I'm out...WWIII better be going on outside, cuz anything less, and I'll sleep right through.
I had my anatomy test today...man, people have been stressin' this thing for weeks. Basically, naming different parts of the skeletal system and any other tidbits you remember...like how the radius crossing over the ulna is called "pronation" and when they're parallel its called "supanation"...c'mon, lets sing all together now, "..lalal...the acetabulum is connected to the femur, the femur is connected to the sesamoid bone, the sesamoid bone articulates with the tibia, the tibia articulates with the tarsals...lalal" Yay...you guys were great...=) 160 and above is an "A"...well, here's hopin'.
I had dinner with a friend after class at Lori's Diner...the food was eh...the service was eh? I had the nachos...man, I miss the Mexican joints in San Diego...they were tops man...real "ghetto" joints, yeah...but the food was great...it was authentic. And they were sprinkled around SD...all clones of one another..."Aibertos, Albertos, E-bertos, G-bertos.." all of that...and their nachos? Hot damn...they were good....but if you ever find yourself in SD craving some mexican, get the Carne Asada Burrito($2.75-$3.10 depending on which one you go to). Thats the "gateway" burrito if you will...once you've gotten used to that, you can work your way up...and with some practice and repeat visits, you can go for the Carne Asada Chips=) I have yet to find a good mexican place up here that offers the same Bang for your Buck value.
I updated a little of the "SOMD" section *motions to the left*...and hmm...I guess thats it..I'm gonna get started on this Digital Illustration homework...take care all.
10/11/2000 01:50:02 AM
Monday, October 09, 2000
As I walked into the laundry mat, I saw a kindly older couple sitting on the bench and a younger guy folding his clothes...I went about my business as they talked. He was talking about how he just moved out here because his record company this or that...kinda got my attention. After I inserted the dollar fifty and pressed "wash", I sat down and broke out my anatomy notebook to study. I heard them talking on the other end of the room, and then all of a sudden the guy broke out into song....singing a couple sections of a few songs he's done. It was pretty cool hearing him, I totally dig on listening to people sing...he didn't give me tingles or anything, but it was pretty good. He said he did a song on the "Sprung" soundtrack, remember that movie? Yeah, Me neither...he also mentioned Quincy Jones discovered them(his group?) after hearing their demo tape. He seemed genuinely really nice and cool...I tried to look for the song on Napster, but I couldn't find it...well, best of luck to him. I give much props to people who follow their dreams like that, especially with something as finicky and unstable as the music biz. After the laundry was done, I headed out to Price Club(no, its Price Club, not Cosco...I don't care what it says on your Membership card=). The main reason for this trip was batteries..they've got the phattest deal on AA batteries I've ever seen...48 for 10 bones. And I'm all out...and y'kno I can't go on without that CD player of mine crankin' tunes!=) The secondary reason was to get some good stuff to eat....in bulk=) Well, if you don't kno what Price Club is(get out from under that rock you've been living under! heh...j/k), its basically like a warehouse...full of great stuff, everything you could think of, electronics, household supplies, lotsa and lotsa food, clothes...EVERYTHING...CHEAP, AND IN BULK. Meaning if you wanna buy like one can of clam chowder, you're outa luck...but if you wanna buy EIGHT cans of clam chowder, well now, this is the place for you...Anyhoo...I grab the things I wanted...and some I didn't kno I wanted...ie: a tub of guacamole, 3 phat jars of Classico speghetti sauce, a bag full of these little burrito type deals, etc...I even got a little toy for myself...*but Dan, the last thing you should go and spend your money on is stuff you don't need* I kno, I kno...ack...sometimes I got a real messed up sense of priorities. If I want something bad enough, I'll convince myself that I "deserve it"....*Dan my boy, you DESERVE this jacket, y'kno why? Because...well, lets see here...because you helped that old man with his groceries into his car...and...and...and you gave up your seat to that tired lookin' lady...and...and, isn't that ENOUGH reason??" Hahah...yeah...its sad.=) But hell, 'convinced me....=P Ahh...the fridge is well stocked, and I got everything I wanted to get done this weekend...done. Soo, things is good. Oh, btw, I was looking through my old CD collection and I found Scuffy's theme song. Check it....=)
10/9/2000 07:21:37 PM
The "mysterious housemate"...the one I've never laid eyes on...thats been living in the same house as me for over 2 weeks...the mystery has ended...(or just begun depending on how you look at it). I opened my door on the way to the bathroom to wash my hands, and who do I see at the sink...him...mid thirties, flat-top type cut, sweat pants and top. He looks up at me, and looks back down to continue washing his hands. So I walk up to him and say "hey, how's it going" he smiles "Hi" "Whats your name?" "I'm Alex" he's still smiling "I'm Dan..." I walk on toward the bathroom when he says something to me in Chinese..."Oh, I don't speak chinese" "Oh you don't speak Chinese?" he's still smiling "Nah...I don't" then he says "Oh..." still smiling. I continue on when I hear him say something in Chinese..."What was that?" smiling "Oh nothing" "Nothing eh?" He dissappears into his room...still smiling...I walk into the bathroom to wash my hands to find that he's left a little gift for me in the form of a "funk"...GGgggrreat...I turn right around and walk straight back to my room to wait it out.
10/9/2000 04:19:30 AM
Sunday, October 08, 2000
Well, woke up around 12 today. Yeah, later than I had anticipated, but I could still get things done leisurely. Took my morning shower and selected the appropriate CDs for my trip to the De Young Museum...I would be listening to Maxwell's Ebrya while inside, and various tunes on the way. On my way out, I grabbed a grocery bag with the intent of gathering up those many old newspapers that someone mysteriously delivers to our house, but once I got started with the clean up I said, "Crap, I didn't kno I had this much garbage in my yard..." The grocery bag was filled and I wasn't even done picking up the crap on my stairs. Anywayz, I did the best I could...it was more like "arranging the garbage to give the illusion of a cleaner yard", but I hope the neighbors don't catch on.=X After 4 different transfers, I finally boarded the bus that took me right to the De Young. Man, I was excited to be back. The two previous times I went, I barely had time to look around on my own because I was with the class. After talking to the ticket lady and purchasing my College Student Annual pass, I found out that the De Young was closing at the end of the year. Crazy, but the plan is that they're going to remodel it. Anywayz, I went straight to the Asian Exhibits. Man, it was really cool, they had stuff from Japan, Indonesia, China, Korea, Bali, Burma(Star Wars piece of trivia: there actually IS a place called Dagoba! Its in Burma...I saw pictures of a Buddhist temple there and I'll tell ya...it looks nothing like the movies...and Yoda was nowhere to be seen...hmm...=P) and a bunch of other South East Asian cultures. There were a lot of of asian families going to see the exhibits, which I thought was great...oh, and there were a few cute girls, but I had to promptly tell myself after noticing, "DUDE! You're here to look at art, not scope out chics!" Aiy, my conscience is a tough one=T Anywayz, it was back into art mode. After I had had my fill of the Asian Exhibit, I headed out to the main Museum owned exhibits. A lot of great stuff..thank goodness they rotate exhibits and have new ones frequently. I was really stoked because looking at a lot of the stuff, I had a greater appreciation for them. I was looking for the things I'd learned in school, like focal points, and other artistic devices. Around 4:20pm, arrived in one of my favorite rooms...I'd been saving it for last, the scuplture room. The first time I had been here, it had just taken me aback by how large they were...its true what they say, the descriptions and pictures of art in books pales in comparison to the real thing. I started on my sketch of King Saul(watch out, its ghetto scanned...) when I realized that the artist was taking cues from Michelangelo's Moses. The way his hand is furled in his beard and the look of his head and face...and then I thought..."whoa, this is cool that I'm starting to pick these things up!" I can't wait to go to the Legion of Honor, where they have a lot more stuff closer to the era we're learning about, namely, early to high Renaissance and Mannerism. After that, it was time to bounce, because the museum was closing. On the way outside, I heard music comming from the park, so I decided to walk on over to check it out. When I turned the corner, I saw a bunch of people salsa dancing on the stage of the outside theatre with music pumping. There were a few people in the seats just watching and talking or eating, so I decided to just go chill, watch and sketch. Just a cool atmosphere...guys riding bikes around, people walking around...definately a place I wanna visit again soon. I hopped on the bus headed out and got off on Judah street. Now if u don't kno San Francisco, the Sunset area is like China Town the sequal...more for the locals, so its a great place to eat and grocery shop. And thats just what I did...some stewed tomatoes, broccali, 2 cans of lychee *yum*, and some bread...I also wanted a pho bowl for the longest time..and if you've ever eaten pho, you'll know what I'm talkin' about...those big-ass bowls that could double as military helmets. I want one! heh...so dame cool...but I couldn't find one I liked...actually, I couldn't find a plastic one, but ah well. Along with being a great place to grocery shop, Irving Street is home to my favorite Pho place in Frisco... Its great to walk into a restaurant and know the drill...I walk in and look at one of the waiters in the eyes and hold up one finger...she directs me to a table with a smile and takes my order. I kno what I want, Pho, xe lua dac biet. For you who are pho ignorant(its okay, everyone learns somewhere=), thats like the "OG" pho...every pho place has it, and I've taken it as my sworn personal duty to see who makes it the best...plus, its most lip-smackingly tastey=P (Oh, side note: I'm a firm believer that when you eat pho, you gotta finish it whenever possible. And I don't mean eat every single little scrap in the bowl, nah nah...but you gotta drink all the soup! Can't whimp out and just eat the noodles and meat but not finish the soup...blah! heh...c'mon now. The soup is the key to the whole thing man...its what makes pho, pho=) She nods again, like she already knew. I mean, the place is popular for its pho...its even got "pho" in its name... I poured myself a cup of tea and took in the surroundings...to my left, there were two friends talking about...well, what guys talk about...I heard "Man, age doesn't matter...its personality.." Hmm...nothing under 18 man...anyhoo, straight ahead were 4 girls that had just come in. They were cute, but young, and had on that "uniform" that asian girls around that age have...the "I'm trying to look older, and I'm a little insecure too" look..ha=) They were wearing all black, black slack type pants and tops...aiyah...(Note to self: I need a woman with some "style"...=P update SOMD page after entry) Conversation ranged from "You know what so and so's boyfriend did? OMG..." to "Nah uh, you won't believe what she said. I mean, what the hell was she thinking??" Yeah...thats what I'm sayin'...And to my right were some academic types, probably from SFSU...making jokes about bio class, and chem...etc...there was this one girl with them...really cute...and she was talkin' about bio this and chem that...wow...heh. Damn, I don't know why I dig smart girls...shouldn't I be lookin' for the artsy fartsy type? Hmm...well, I've never actually been out with a artsy fartsy girl before...ah well, more to ponder on later. After dinner, I considered ordering a Vietnamese dessert called "che ba mau", which btw I've been told sounds a lot like I'm ordering male pubic hair "Chi ba mau" in Cantonese=), but I was too full...so I waved down a waiter for the check and slumped back into the chair, tooth pick in hand...ahh...satisfactiones...heh. The bill was 5.36 but I left 8 because the service is always like the pho, great. Off I went...bus hopping onto my way home. On the muni metro near my house, I heard a loud thump in the back of the train...I thought someone had just banged on the door or something, but later at another stop, the driver got out, walked back there, and picked up the remains of a broken window...looked like someone thew a rock at it because it was totally cracked. I guess it comes with the neighborhood... ANnnNnNnD here I am...wow, did I write that much? Well, if you've gotten here, u're still with me...so just kno the links page is up=)
10/8/2000 10:30:05 PM
