Man, Paul Morris’s pornos are so darn strange. I think that’s why they’re so hot. In this one, there is no sound, there’s just this odd ethereal hum…it’s like you are the actors and they have slipped out of time to this underwater realm of endless pleasure. I love his work.
I’ve been researching possible majors, and all the sites I went to for computer science majors were all ugly and text-based. I selected “Graphic Design” and went to the first site and it was all beautiful with a complimentary color scheme implemented in CSS. Lol, I think I know what direction I want to go in.
However, art isn’t exactly lucrative. Man, I have no clue what I want to do.
My main interests:
Computers
Writing
Art (specifically design and visual arts)
I feel like I’m boxing myself into a corner and I see images of Tom Waldrat and Diane Keane, stuck with their BAs in subjects they aren’t too good at. Diane is a great artist, but her teaching skills suck, Waldrat is a failure on all fronts. I just feel like I’m going to wish I could go back and change my major in like twenty years. Hmm. I feel like getting out the old Drift dartboard and making a “choose-a-major” game. How do you decide between your passions when they are all so closely related? I use my computer to write and share art, yet I don’t know whether I like creating things simply because I’m using the computer to do it or that I love the finished product. My loves are inextricably linked. Hmm.
I’m just stressed out and I don’t have enough memory to run voice-rec reliably. It makes me angry. Well, my wrists are killing me. I have to go.
I was looking at my shower while I was brushing my teeth, and there were these weird handprints on the side of the shower. I kept brushing my teeth, pondering where they could have come from, and then I was all “Oh yeah, I had sex in this shower a few weeks ago.” It was the wierdest thought.
I don’t think of myself as promiscuous, but I guess I must be.
