> Aphex Twin - Cock/Ver 10
I’m researching Freud’s conception of god as a repressed infantile father image for my term paper in Religions of the World, and I came across an interesting analysis:
> Velvet Acid Christ - Slut [great song]
> Marilyn Manson - Antichrist Superstar
> Orgy - Fiend [glorious]
> The Chemical Brothers - Come With Us
Had so much fun yesterday–Daniela and I ditched Religions of the World to go eat macaroni and cheese and read Liz’s blog. It’s like–the funniest thing ever. I’ll post the URL later. Political Science was easy–as always. Oh, Tara sat in the back with me and Daniela, it was cool. After class, Daniela went to the gym, and I wandered around for a while. I went around and finished shooting a roll of ISO 200. I ended up talking to Tish and that interminable Deanna for a few hours until Jordan showed up. We hung out for a while, then class started. I’d been salivating for the class all day (and had snuck in during advanced time to clip up the negatives I’d developed last class and put them in sleeves), so I was in the darkroom exactly at 5:40 starting to make enlargements. I made a bunch of prints, they all turned out cool except for my index print–which really sucked, but I didn’t care. It was just too dark to look at in the darkroom, whenever I wanted to study it I had to go out into the light. I made–I’m not sure exactly how many enlargements, but a bunch. I’m almost completely caught up with the amount of negatives I have. All I need to do is go shoot another roll of ISO 200 and I’ll have much more enlargement fodder. It was weird, I was helping everybody else–I just fall into the teacher role, it’s strange. I pick things up too fast for my own good. I’m happy to say I’ve never screwed up a print yet. Well, aferwards Jordan took me home and we cuddled in the car for a while, then I went inside. I got out a bunch of my prints (I did one of my dad and one of his girlfriend, and a few of when we went camping in Marble Mountains (to placate him), so I laid them out on the table before I went to bed. This morning I could tell that they’d been moved and stuff. I wonder if he’ll like them. The print of him that I did turned out really good, I was surprised. I couldn’t tell if it was a flattering picture from the negative (it was a color negative) so I just made a print anyway and it came out really good. The one of Lisa came out remarkably well too. My hair is being crazy so I think I’m going to do a conditioning treatment (Jordan explained how to do one). Oh, after Political Science I went to the Drift meeting and Molly did an exercise on how to write journalism since Kate’s article was so far under par. She wrote this article about a concert that’s going to happen this–well actually today, it’s Friday. I read it and it had SO much potential, so I’m trying to get in touch with her. It wasn’t her fault the article was bad–it’s like one of those you can’t interview yourself things. Damn it, my internet connection just died. I copied and pasted this into a text document so it wouldn’t get lost. I’m making a new CD, it should be cool. It’s kind of a disorganized playlist right now, but I’m listening to it so I know how it’s going to sound. Hm. Oh, I was supposed to go into town today and work with Molly on layout, but I was so exhausted I forgot to set my alarm and my dad never woke me up. Oh well, when I can drive my car things like this won’t happen. Jordan is supposed to come over after work and we’re going to get ready to go to the show. I should get to work on my hair, I want to make it look insane. Well, it’s a punk show–I have to look the part. Perhaps I’ll hair glue myself a mohawk–that would be so gravy. *EEK* The possibilities are endless.
