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everyone should get a 17" wide comp screen because my site looks better.
I am extremely dissapointed with how everything turns out on the standard 14-15"
basically bigger is better.




Im really thankful I have such great friends and family.
Enjoy your thanksgiving day! eat eat eat! yummmmm!

















"hey look at me! Im beautiful! I Know people and People Know ME! You can call me a SOCIALITE because I dont have any other talents besides making the scene. And Im proud of that! Hey, everyone secretley hates me, but I think thats just fabulous! I crave attention and when I dont get it, well I always get it, but if I need more Ill just do something to get the attention back on me!"

yeah, this is a rant, sorry just came back from a social funtion...I hate those whos who scenes, the world would be a better place with less people like this in it. yep thats it for today. goodnight.






Im calling a city wide pillow fight at Federal Plaza. Bring your network and your feathers, it should be a dandy hell of a time.



Man Kills Buck With Bare Hands in Bedroom

BENTONVILLE, Ark. For 40 exhausting minutes, Wayne Goldsberry battled a buck with his bare hands in his daughter's bedroom. Goldsberry finally subdued the five-point whitetail deer that crashed through a bedroom window at his daughter's home Friday. When it was over, blood splattered the walls and the deer lay dead on the bedroom floor, its neck broken. Goldsberry was at his daughter's home when he heard glass breaking. He went back to check on the noise and found the deer.

"I was standing about like this peeking around the corner when the deer came out of the bedroom," said Goldsberry. The deer ran down the hall and into the master bedroom — "jumping back and forth across the bed."

Goldsberry, about 6-feet-1 and 200 pounds, entered the bedroom to confront the deer and, after a brief struggle, emerged to tell his wife to call police. After returning to the bedroom, the fight continued. Goldsberry finally was able to grip the animal and twist its neck, killing it. Goldsberry, sore from the struggle, dragged the dead animal out of the house.

"He got kicked several times. He was walking bowlegged for a while," Deputy Doug Gay said.At this time of year, a buck that sees its reflection in a window often charges, believing it is fighting off a rival, Gay said. Goldsberry had the deer butchered.

"He's in the freezer," the man said before walking to the kitchen and showing off pounds of freshly wrapped venison.



Today is a sad day. Ive come to the realization that I can no longer ride my bike to work/class/grocery store/tattoo parlor- Its just too damn cold. This morning I seriously thought I had frostbite and would never have feeling in my fingers again. And then, on the way home from work my eyes were tearing cos of the cold. I was blazing through an intersection until a car nearly hit me! I guess he didnt see me cos Im not a safe bike rider and I do not wear any of the flashy blinkers at nite....so I almost died. He was inches away-seriously. I mean I was freaked out, but I was still flippen cold so I just concentrated on getting home. I didnt even lock my bike up, I just ran up the stairs into my apt. and cried.







Everyday is an adventure. Today I woke up late with an eye infection again! I called into work- I need to get this checked out. I was on my way to the doctor's-I had to catch a train out to the burbs. It was pouring-I was on my bike. I locked it up outside Olgive, hoping it would be there when I got back, and ran up the escalator to the train. The mother closed its doors while I tried prying them open. The conductors looked away with a smirk. I saw the people on the train were watching my defeat. SO i gave an encore of a performance showing frustration with a kick, a punch and let out a "arrhhh!" Then I turned and walked away to sit in the station for 2 hours to wait for the next train.



I was walking home from the doctor's last night. It wasn't a really fascinating walk, Irving Park rd. and Cicero, kind of a blah neighborhood. But I was listening to my music at the same time and I was content with the long walk in the rain- I enjoyed it. Maybe its my "spiritual thing," as Jane likes to put it. Im not that spiritual, but maybe. I was talking about the music thing with a friend as he put on his headphones and got ready for a long walk.
"Its like your own soundtrack"
"exactly!"
It sounds silly, but I'm a simple girl, I like simple things.



88DESIGNSONLINE IS ONLINE!!! check out my shit/work...
a link is up above, yeah the one at the top of the list,
oh yeah...who wants to party?



Going out in boystown is not a good thing. It is weird, guys dont hit on you, they hit on your guy friends. So we went to this bar known as Cocktails, and there was a guy who was a gogo dancer. I mentioned to my friends that he was hot, so one gave me a dollar to give to him while he danced...and I did. I was giggling like a little girl the whole time, he told me I was cute and kissed my shoulder?? of course my friends wanted to "hook me up" so they told him that i thought he was hot and aparently he said he was straight, odd.... who is straight and dances for guys? i dunno. He said I was too young for him, wtf, only 3 years! but then as my new friend monica said to me, you dont want a guy who dances at some gay bar-this is true...but he was so hot...oh well.
and he has a website, i dont want a guy with a website haha www.playwithblake.com
haha yeah check that shit out and then laugh as I did. oh, fuck saturday nights in boystown...



Escorting Ms. Popoluar to college keggar party followed by the grand exit by the smoke bomb bandits

The night started out with hookah up in Wicker. After an hour we were there, we were infomed of the $30 minimum charge/person rule-so we booked it. Flew into UIC college town, aka taylor st. and went up into an apt with a bunch of people i dont know. Then a girl yelled, "get the fuck out of my house, I dont care if I know you or not, get out" so this obviously called for a double stink bomb plant.
"who farted?"
"whats that smell?"
After the giggles we went to "wind down" at Hawkeyes- the college bar across the street which was moderatley calm that night. Shared some stories and some beers. Feeling too confident, the smoke bomb bandits broke another vile while walking out...not as classic as the college keggar. Hookahs, keggars, bars and smoke bombs------thats just how we roll

I did not know what to post tonite, so this is what i posted a year ago ::::

how it is at the french school.

so the students here basically run the school. They own the studio spaces. Meaning, the professors do not go into studio, and then during class time they all meet in some other rooms. and not all students get studio space, one basically has to fight and claim space or make peace and kindle friendships with the older students because it is a huge hierarchial system here. The grad students (known as diploma students) are the one in charge of studio. as of now, I do not currently have a permentent space, I share a table with my firend Ted in studio 14, which I guess is known as the party studio (convienent how there is a party tonight). And some french students do not like us americans, they are quite bitter. I was told we have a rep to break from the previous year...maybe the americans were rowdy. And you do not really notice how loud and rowdy we are until you go to another country. Ted has been practicing his quiet voice because his voice carries really well. I have been quiet, mostly because I do not feel confident when i speak french. for an instance, the other day I said bonne journee (which means have a nce day) to my land lord and it took me 3 trys to say it in order for him to understand what I said. I must just sound stupid. I try to use some accent, not necessarily a french one but anything that doesnt sound american i figure might work but in the end I come up with something that sounds like garbilished blurred words from some other foriegn land....oh the difficulties of living in another country.

tonight ill learn some french. you take the night off.

pics from a week ago, when i was atop 847 w.jackson













mmmmm.... fall











uic-
looks like it might be a nice place,
but its not
















hahahahahaha, i hate my school.
























































I ve always wanted to go down one of these and i was gunna do it,
but some lame guy parked
his car in the yellow striped zone





lame people suck.



out of all the sad news we hear nowadays, it just gets sadder:

Two Drunken Moose Invade Home for Elderly

STOCKHOLM, Sweden (Nov. 8) - They rarely have problems with drunks or rowdy animals, but residents of an elderly home in southern Sweden had to deal with both when a pair of intoxicated moose invaded the premises.

The moose - a cow and her calf - had become drunk over the weekend by eating fermented apples they found outside the home in Sibbhult, southern Sweden, said Anna Karlsson, who works there.

Police managed to scare them off once, but the large mammals returned to get more of the tempting fruits. This time the moose were drunk and aggressive, forcing police to send for a hunter with a dog to make them leave.

Police did not pursue the culprits, but made sure all apples were picked up from the area, local police chief Bengt Hallberg said. No one was hurt.

11/08/05 08:38 EST

"are you sure your just not stoned?"
"heh...hey man, stop making fun of me, heh...." I said in some stoner impersonating voice

I came into work today with a red eye due to irritation. But everyone likes a good story and and eye infection is not good enuf, so words been going around that I smoke up and they call me stoney...I hope the principle of the firm doesnt hear about this. There would go my job offer.



















i just bought this thing off ebay



So I asked my friend flore about all the riots that are going on in France....this is what she had to say:

".. it only mostly involves the loosers in this story, youngers that are sons or grandsons of immigrants and still can t find their place here, and still don t understand why they re on earth.. of course unemployement, of course bad life style.. but u always have the choice to do sthg of ur life, espacially in a modern country..(that s my point of view, but a lot of other's!)"

what can I say, she's honest.










































I think to many, it seems like a different world.
but, I use to live here. I know people there now.
I worry for them. I wonder what it is like
to walk down the street. People are dying, I dont think lives are worth this fight. That is how
the french are though-riots and strikes are too
common. I dont think an ideal government
exists. Peace will never exist.



the weathers been nice here lately, extends my bike riding late in the year. I love the color of the world at this time too. I felt happy walking down taylor street tonight when I was coming home. Earlier this week I told someone this was not my home. But how could it not when I have such a feeling. u know that feeling when u get home, its like everythings okay now, i'm just with myself.

" What are four walls, anyway? They are what they contain.
The house protects the dreamer. Unthinkably good things can
happen, even late in the game. It's such a surprise."



I spent the day surveying the roof of 847 w. jackson. Its tallest building in the west loop (i lied, skybridge is) I got to see some pretty amazing views and not to mention play with the companys camera! the funny thing is, the most beautiful area from above was uic-all the trees.



I almost failed out of school.



I have to confess, I did not vote this past election. I do not have much of an excuse except for the effort to vote outweighed the decision of how to vote. I was apethetic at the time. Wasnt in the country, could care less really. Because I knew either way, it wouldnt make too huge of a difference. And people say, it was the vote of the lesser evil, but I did not think there was a lesser evil, at the time. Since then, I've come to realize that a lot of countries dislike and rally against thier own government. And a lot of countries were really involved with our country's politics. Many times the French would ask me about my thoughts, I prefered not to talk. I didnt realize how much I disliked our country until I came home. I thought that the way we live was ridiculous. We are obsessed with having and wanting everything. We are ignorant, materialistic, egotistical, greedy and brainwashed. I hated it. And I thought, why is it this way? is it our government? The republicans have money, they do not want to share thier money. The democrats have money, they want you to believe they want to share money, yet you have to give them money first before you see any sharing. So whos better? Who is right? Are there alternative solutions? so I decided to study and find out about all political parties and what they stand for. I answered a few questions and I seem to fall somewhere as what they label a left libertarian. which means I for the most part agree with liberal viewpoints on personal issues and right for economic issues such as small government. Seems to fit, yet I dont think I like to be labeled or side with any group. I attended an anti-bush convention today. I did not go as a democrat. I went as someone who disapproves with the bush program. Yeah the large issues at hand, the war, katrina victims, social security, taxes are important things to consider. But for some reason not at my attention. I feel passionate about environmental issues, free trade, our health, and international colaboration, which is why I will finish my degree in architecture. Why I decided to study in the direction of sustainable urban design. and why I want to make a difference in our living environment by actually doing something about it. The government controls a lot of things, yet there are more people in this world, our knowledge could surpass physical power. Plus, the good guys always win in the end.

Fhc