"tell me"

denali broke up. i found out from an orkut community. so i'm wearing my shirt today. actually, i'd probably wear it anyway just because i like it so much. i remember when i first heard them, it was on my 21st birthday at gabe's, and my sister gave me a cd with them and minus the bear burned on it. oh, memories.

speaking of music, my friend john, who totally is the coolest even if he did have to go and get sick while i was in england, sent me a letter with a copy of this cd:

i'm in heaven.

speaking of internet friends (i'm so good at this segway business), my friend matt called me at three this morning and left a message telling me how drunk he was. i thought it was pretty hilarious, and it brightened my morning. although, in my codeine induced sleep, i was pretty confused when my phone rang last night. i thought it must be about 7am and my parents were trying to get ahold of me. they've been known to do that.

btw, i'm off of the futon! hooray for getting (somewhat) better.

sick as a dog

if it's not one thing, it's something else. currently, i live on the futon.

i know i just posted, but...

i wanted to see if i could perhaps illustrate to my readers how much pain i'm in. basically, i can't eat anything because it irritates. i can drink things that are cold, so today my only meal has been an orange julius. just sitting here, my sinuses are throbbing and when i swallow i feel like a thumbtack is being pushed into my eardrum. and like my sinuses, it just throbs the rest of the time. this is all on the left side of my head, and it's spreading.

happy & sick

i'm not happy that i am sick, i'm happy that my show is up and that the reception went well. i got a lot of compliments, but so far no offers for purchases. which is okay, because i put to contact me by email. that might not be the best way to sell my stuff, but eh. whatever.

so yeah, i'm sick again. this time my dad thinks it's strep which is bad since i just was in a crowded room hugging people and talking. i just know i'm in a lot of pain because my tonsils are involved in this and tomorrow first thing i am going to ebersole. those lovely ladies must know my face very well by now.

sadness

i really hate this whole delt/cornellian thing. i want it to die already and just be over with. and even though i have been told that it wasn't supposed to leave cssg, i'm pretty sure it did because (a certain person) will look at me, but [s/he] won't speak to me. [s/he] hasn't even said hi to me since wednesday. for example, this morning i was sitting right across from [him/her] at breakfast, and instead of asking me how i was or something like everyone else, [s/he] looked at me, then started talking to someone else. and people say that, if [s/he]doesn't want to be my friend, it's [his/her] loss, and etc. and i've been saying that at least i'm graduating and leaving in a month and i won't have to deal with it anymore, but it's so stupid and i don't want [s/he] to not be my friend and i don't want to have to have the attitude of at least i'm leaving in order to deal wtih it. it just, in general, is a sucky situation and the worst part is, that at least one of the delts will say hi to me. [and i did have names, but is it really important who? the point is, the whole situation sucks donkey balls.]

plus, there are other people on this campus for whom a slow and painful death would be too kind for. *guh*

and lastly, my stuff is hung, but needs to be straightened. which is what tomorrow is for. after i get back from ottumwa. mm...yeah...

blood, sweat and tears

all three are going into my show. the sweat should be obvious, especially after lugging 40 pieces of glass upstairs (not all at once) and bringing 20 back down. the blood has been added to again today by the glass. the tears...well, i'm not sure where that fits in, but i'm sure that if i haven't cried yet i will soon.

i have 8 completely finished pieces, with wires and everything ready for me in the gallery. i've been in mcwethy for close to eight hours. i'm going back again in about another hour or so to keep working.

and...this is sad...my flonase ran out recently and i'm suffering from allergies that result in some serious sinus pressure and yet another painfully blocked eustachian tube.

and the glass too!

plus i remembered glass cleaner, linen tape, and another piece of mat board. and wire. so then nicole helped me and i have six. WHOO!

frames are here!

which is one less thing to worry about.

but then there's this whole delt/cornellian thing which is what is now giving me an ulcer. *sigh*

Freaking out.

frames: MIA

glass: not finished being cut

days until my show: 5 (actually 4, if i end up with beach training on saturday)

anxious sarah:

actually, i'm not sure how anxious that is, but it took a half hour conversation with my friend merrilee to calm me down a notch. and this was after calling almost everyone in my phonebook, two of whom called me back. i think my parents were worried.

sarah in england

for your enjoyment. note: none of these were actually taken by me. i have some, but they've only been recently developed and therefore not scanned yet.

the first one and the last one were done by bridgett, the second one by kim, and the other one by liz andrews.

six days and counting

i'm very excited because i now have a $122.75 check from ace hardware, and an order in at mid town glass for glass at $3.76 per piece. that comes to roughly $75.20 (without tax). do you see an improvement in price?

all i did yesterday was cut four more mats. i hope that mat cutting isn't a significant part of my grade for this or anything, because i'm really bad at it. and i don't forsee myself getting much better. ever.

i'm just hoping that i'm not forgetting to do something really important, or i've done something wrong or anything. the last thing i need is another surprise like the glass. and i'm eagerly anticipating the arrival of my frames.

the eye of the storm

i was going to title this post "senior rage syndrome takes another victim", but in reality i'm not raging anymore. it's like the hormones have settled and i'm okay even though in a week my show is opening.

the frames are coming, the glass thing is being dealt with and my foam core is cut (although i did cut my finger with the box cutter). the prints--i have 20, and even though some are not going to be used in the show, not many, which means not that much time left in that horrible darkroom. (it's so not fair to go in there when the weather is this nice. it's torture. i'd like an outdoors darkroom, but that would pretty much be pointless anyway.) the mat cutting isn't as bad as i thought it would be because i'm no longer going to 32nd of an inch, the smallest i'm getting is in eighths. plus, the horrible part of getting it cut into the 16x20 inch stuff is finished. the biggest thing i have to do is the matting actually, because the frame assembly has had many volunteers. and i'm pretty chipper about the mat thing.

it's scary how relaxed i am about this today. if i don't take my glass in until monday, and then call the other place, that's like wednesday i'm getting it. do i care? eh...whatever! i have stuff to do until then.

it's fantastic. it's like i've been drinking, without the after effects.

me? boring? are you kidding?

laura says nobody posts on my blog because everybody is worried about me and my extraordinarily high sress levels. i hope that this is the case, and not that everyone thinks i'm boring. because please, i'm not boring. ask laura about last night/this morning. i'm pretty sure that i'm still drunk off of margaritas and piña coladas.

ps, i like my angry face...

sarah's angry face

glass = $122. i was told it would be closer to $80 by the person who told me to go where i did. if anyone knows where i can get it cheaper, i will definitely not hesitate to take this stuff back.

here is what i look like:

i think it's similar to medusa.

me + math = badly cut mats

i hate cutting mats and i htink i just screwed up $40 worth of it. when your prints are small, how does one go around doing this? i can't continue going all the way down to 32nds of an inch.

plus, i f-ed up my first one with the whole bevel thing. it don't work so well when the bevel faces the back of the mat.

stress level: rising quickly.

uh...

today i saw jenny in my studio, and we talked. someone at her job keeps asking her to take her shifts, and wants her to take her lunch shifts the first week of may--right before her show opens. she was like, no, you're lucky i'm not asking you to take mine.

yeah...then we talked about how much work it is, and even though yes, i am in a class to do this, it's still a lot more work than other people do in other classes, and so on and so forth. it's nice that people understand.

my frames might not get here until monday or tuesday. that doesn't leave for much room to put them together. yeeps.

my to do list

-buy glass. of course, first i have to find out where i'm going to buy it from.

-wait for my frames to come. i did order them on friday, and i got a really good deal from daniel smith.

-cut the mat. that's going to take the longest of anything, because i have exactly enough and i can't screw it up. and i have a tendency to do exactly that.

-finish making prints. but i'm actually not too worried about that. because i already have like 20 prints, and even though i'm not using all of the ones that i have, i'm using a lot of them. so i can get started on the next thing which is:

-mat the prints. for which i have to:

-buy foam core for the backs.

-i have to wait for faithann from the beach ottumwa to call me back because i failed to call her on the one day when she was, apparantly, there.

-i also "have" to watch a movie before friday, so that i can return it to the library. i think that might be the hardest thing on my list to do. ; )

hm...that's actually not so bad now that i look at it. much better than last week, when i realized how much i had to do and started freaking out. but it's taking care of itself it looks like. : ) i'm glad, because i don't want to be in the gallery until 5am the night before my show opens, like christine was.

now i have to get ready to go to the loan exit interview thing. i'm sure i won't like what they tell me, but it can't be as bad as what a lot of other people have. praise the lord for scholarships, lol!

EDIT: so the dumbass that i am, i tried to start cutting my mat. the first piece i marked on the white side. *slaps head* then i cut my finger on the blade adn started bleeding, so i thought it was high time to quit.

my easter egg

my easter egg is made out of jell-o and is sitting in my fridge. i'm contemplating whether or not to eat it. because it looks like this:

except, of course, it is made of jell-o and not a paint image. (i would have taken a picture of it, but lack a digital camera.) so it looks way cooler and it's a lot more translucent, plus the colors sort of mix together a little bit. so it's scary, but it's also cool. anyway, i clearly am wasting my time since i spent like ten minutes trying to draw it on my computer.

sunday night post-alias

i was going to post about alias, and how it's turning into indiana jones and where is the spying for crying out loud because laura said she was "too busy to blog" but she went ahead and did it anyway.

for real though, it's sad that lauren is the most interesting character on the show. and they can't kill sloan...can they?

finally, something good happens!

ok guys,

the order is in like it was discussed in the previous emails and after some sweet talk to gretchen and a discount for paying at least 4 days in advance, we scored a sweet total price of only $154.80 WoooooHooooo! Making each individual cut $38.70 How do ya like them apples huh?

pay me whenever and I'll just write a check to gretchen

heather

of course, last night all i could do was think about everything i have to do and i sure couldn't sleep. perhaps this is a change in the wind or whatever you want to call it.

...and it continues...

so not only was last night the epitome of "on week from hell," i saw heather today and one of our little art show foursome is being difficult and doesn't want to pay for lemonade. for the love of god, we're already spending over $200 on food, including 12 dozen chocolate covered strawberries. the lemonade is miniscule in comparison. but heather emailed her back and said if she didn't want to pay for it, she'd split up her $8 share of the cost amongst the other three of us. whoopde do, an extra $3 for lemonade. i'm willing to pay for it.

she also questioned the thing i wanted, the "savory cheesecake with crackers." it's the cheapest thing we're getting, so it's staying. i love getting my way!

more hair pulling

i met with tony today. i thought i had made a lot of progress. well, i have made a lot of progress, but whenever i meet with that man it sets me back about eight steps. he makes me question every artistic choice i've made up to that point, including "why did i decide to be an art major?!" i thought i had everything figured out, including what size of frames and if there will be white space between the mat and the photo. GAH! now i have to rethink all of it, and on top of it, he wants me to reprint because there isn't enough of a border on the prints.

PLUS, there is a class using the darkroom through wednesday next week until 3 each day.

*pulls out hair*

here's what's happening in the art department right now:

mary dropped.

so now liz is showing with amy, heather and i.

bonnie also dropped. she was in the last group, and so now it's jenny and ruth.

why didn't i get put with bridgett and jenny?

i need this cd

now.

thanks, laura!

apparantly, soy milk is not a topic of conversation many people get into.

stella was a diver and she was always down

for a second, i thought i had typed "liver" and not "diver". which reminds me of one time in french class in high school, when on a quiz i wrote "liver" and not "livre". oh, what a hilarious person i am.

i decided against babysitting today. i could use the money, yes, but i could also use the time. my to-do list is freakishly long, and while i am clearly not getting much done at this specific point in time, it will be worked on later. currently, i am expounding the benefits of soy milk to my friend matt. i love soy milk, and the other day at dinner i was complaining about the brand sodexho has to christine. we are soy milk connoisseurs, as it were. my favorite is silk. plain. or chocolate. chocolate silk is like heaven in a glass to me. so anyway, i don't like what they have in marriott right now, so i bought some last night to drink in my room. the school has 8th continent, and it's vanilla. they always have vanilla, which i don't like much, but this particular brand, it tastes very vanilla-y, very sugary. it's a bit too much. i've never understood the appeal of a vanilla drink, but i suppose it must remind people of ice cream or something.

how ironic

i think it's funny that i just saw a commercial in which bush criticized kerry for taxes, because kerry supports a gas tax.

hm...

so, i might not be going to maine after all. well, maine isn't out of the question, but it would appear that salt is. it's $9000 that i would have to take out in loans on top of my current loans, and besides that, we have no collatoral really even if i co-sign with my parents. that's what happens when you live in a parsonage, i guess. the thing my dad said was, if i do take out a loan to do this, i'll be paying them and my other student loans back at about $500 a month until it's paid off in like ten years. that's a lot of money. (i would only be paying back about half that with my current loans, i think that my dad overestimated how much i would have to take out. but the fact remains the same that it isn't going to guarantee anything and it's a lot of money i don't have.)

the point is, i'm not devastated by this by any means. i just figure it isn't meant to be right now, and perhaps there is some other (less expensive) way to get to where i want. at least i have the outside confirmation that, yes, i am good, and i can do this. even if it did cost me close to $75 for that confirmation.

i'm debating if i should babysit xena and olive tomorrow. it's a 12-hour stint, but i might only have to be there for about half of it if someone else is interested. i'm just scared nobody else is, and i'm going to end up being there all day instead of the darkroom. (oh, let's be realistic, am i going to make it over there if i'm not babysitting?)

just over three weeks until my show opens.