Well, uh...

 

So I guess I'm here. I really have no clue what to write, what to say. So I guess I'll just talk about myself, which, granted, isn't the most interesting thing on earth BUT WHATEVER.

I'm an eighteen-year-old art student at the University of Minnesota.  I like music, I like food and friends. I like living in general.

But I LOVE:

My boyfriend
My family (most of the time)
Pickles
Crayons
Roleplaying at www.theslytherindorms.com
Photoshopping (hopefully I'll put some of my stuff up here soon)


And that's about it. Hopefully this gets less lame as it progresses.

-Jo

A Correction

Other things I love:
Ant <3

But uh, yeah.

This morning was crazy. I had to venture to an unfamiliar part of Minneapolis just to turn in this piece of paper that my manager was too lazy to fax. It was awesome. Not.

And later I get to go meet with my writing professor about my shitty paper. Joy of joys.

OH but they had banana pancakes at breakfast today. So then I had to come back and listen to the song, only OH SNAP, it mysteriously wasn't in my iTunes. So I had to buy it, but now I can enjoy breakfast innuendo at any time.

Good times.

-Jo

 

It's okay, Pluto, I'm not a planet either.

So I was trying to come up with interesting things to write about, and Alex suggested I write about planets. So here goes.

[What's the big deal about being a planet?]
Hey, Pluto, I know how you feel. I'm sure you feel pretty left out, just because the scientific community has deemed you too small and insignificant to be a planet. Well you know what, Pluto?
That's bullshit.
Who are we as humans to decide what is or is not a planet? How do we even know, anyway?
Maybe when God created the earth and the universe and whatnot, he intended for Pluto to be a planet.
So yeah, scientific community. You can take your coveted 'planet' status and shove it.
Pluto, I'm your friend. You can come over and hang out with the rest of us non-planets.
You can even sit with us at lunch.

People I'd Like to Sex

Hmm, this sounded like fun. I now present to you the top ten men I would like to do unspeakable things to/with. Here goes. ( Bring on the sex. )

art class and inappropriate a cappella

So, tonight was my four-hour art class. It was better than usual, I was really productive and spent a nice long time on my composition. We were doing a still-life of some creepy, bedraggled, naked, charcoal-smudged baby dolls. I chose to do a close-up of a particularly creepy baby doll, and I spent a long time getting down the proportions and making the lines nice and clean. I was relatively happy with my progress, until my professor pointed out that the angle of the torso was wrong, and suggested I erase most of the torso and the entire head and re-work them. That was the first time I ever cried over a drawing. But in the end it was a better drawing, and I think it's one of the better things I've done in that class.

And then on the way home, there was a group of guys singing a beautiful a cappella version of "Fuck Her Gently" by Tenacious D. Which totally made my night.

Original version:

 

My apologies...

To Messrs. John Simm and Gerard Butler, for leaving them off of my List O' Sexy Men.

John Simm:

 

Ant introduced me to this man's charms, and I have to agree with her, he is gorgeous. Those eyes? Hot damn.

AND Gerard Butler:



O hay bb.

That is all. ♥