| The Oath has been Taken |
[20 Nov 2005|01:17pm] |
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I, Justin Leathers, now hold the position of "Minister of Pointed and Sarcastic Remarkability" of the United Republics of Zaqistan.
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| If you slow down now, then you're gonna get burned. |
[05 Aug 2005|02:47am] |
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It's nearly three in the morning and I'm updating my livejournal. Somehow this doesn't seem right. I can't sleep right now, though I never sleep much anymore. I would say that I'm throwing off my sleep schedule, but that schedule has been fucked up for the past month and a half. It's too hot to sleep anyway. So I've decided to sit here, listen to Cake, and burn my retinas by staring into this white computer screen.
I'm leaving for New York in about eighteen days. It's hard to believe that this summer is coming to an end; as every day passes I grow more anxious and ever increasingly discontent. I guess that's the best way to describe what I'm feeling. This summer has been nothing short of amazing, and while there may be a few things that I wish I would have done differently, I wouldn't trade it for any experience in the world. I may have lost a few friends who I used to hang out with in high school, but I have made a few others, and grown even closer to the ones that I have stayed in touch with. It's just scary to think that I have less than three weeks left to spend with them. This is basically the last summer that I'll get to spend with them. If all goes according to plan I should be staying in New York next summer, either working or taking classes so that I can possibly work toward a double major.
Eighteen days and counting. I need to put extreme effort into making these the best days of my summer. The first step in doing that is to get out of the funk that I've been in the past few days. But I don't think that it will happen tonight. I'm still kind of angry with myself.
I need a cigarette.
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| I'm Your Lover. I'm Your Zero |
[30 Jun 2005|02:34am] |
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I have finally ended the creative block/lack of inspiration that has plagued me for the past two months. I'm going to, hopefully, start painting again tomorrow, and it shall be glorious. Glorious I say!
I have yet to go on a fishing adventure this summer, and this problem must be remedied quickly. However, in place of fishing adventures, my friends and myself have gone cave exploring. We only made it so far into the cave before, in order to progress, we would have had to crawl in water, which we were unprepared for. But that cave will be conquered, mark my words. This summer is shaping up to be one of the better summers of my existence.
And on that note:
( Angry Rant )
It is now officially Thursday, the 30th of June, thus ending one of the longer weeks of my summer. I'm excited to hopefully talk to/see a certain girl later tonight. And hopefully the phrase "I need to tell you something" will not be contained in the conversation.
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| You float like a feather in a beautiful world. |
[25 Apr 2005|12:19am] |
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There are only two weeks of school left, and I become increasingly busy everyday. I have two essays to write, a drawing project to draw, a sculpture to assemble, a video to edit, and I decided to be in a group show with my class. We have one week to finish the entire mural, starting yesterday. Which reminds me, if anyone will be in the New York City area, our show opens May 6 and runs for two weeks. It's at the old Tower Books on 4th Street and Lafayette. The entire undergraduate and graduate art department is in the show. I still don't have an idea for my piece, at all. Not even the beginning of an idea. I'm so screwed. I don't like that once the two weeks are over they are painting over all of the artwork. Then NYU is most likely turning the building into a storage space for a few years.
NYU is buying every fucking building they can get their hands on. One of the worst parts: they are buying CBGBs. That's right, one of the places where the original New York hardcore and punk scenes started is being bought by New York University. I realize the place wasn't what it used to be, but I'm still somewhat angry because now someone else can't buy it and at least make an attempt to bring it back to its old status. They're probably going to turn it into a storage space for at least a few years. I can't concieve what they would build in there.
This is going to be such a busy week. I'm already not looking forward to it.
I never thought I would say it, but I am looking forward to coming home. I want to go fishing so badly. Does anybody want to go fishing with me? Anyone? I want to play frisbee too. Does anybody want to play frisbee with me? Anyone?
It will be good to see old friends; and the stars. I haven't seen the stars in so long. No, the Olsen twins don't count. They'll never be as beautiful as a starlit sky. There are only a few women who can claim that honor, and those two are not among them.
And Aimee DuPont never calls me. I think she hates me.
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| You are Not the Walrus |
[25 Feb 2005|12:15am] |
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It's gently snowing outside right now. The city is so beautiful when it snows, especially in the Village where I am located. I still find it strange that when it snows, the city becomes very quiet.
In other news, it's the last weekend for the Gates to be in Central Park. I never really notice Central Park in the winter. I mean, it's beautiful, but all of the trees are dead, and it just doesn't seem as impressive. But now the entire park is dotted with orange, and it's amazing.
( Christo, you magnificent bastard. )
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[14 Feb 2005|02:27am] |
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It is now officially Valentine's Day.
Moving on, I don't feel like making an official update, filling you in on all the details of my life in New York. Instead I am just going to post pictures of artwork done by the sculpture Petah Coyne. Crazy lady is she.
( Above and Beneath the Skin )
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| Tomorrow's Just an Excuse Away |
[06 Jan 2005|03:06am] |
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I'm back in Hollidaysburg now. I've been home since the 23rd. I've spent most of my time hanging out with old friends, and sitting in either Eat 'n Park or Kings until two in the morning. It's been good to see everyone, and, in a strange way, I miss this town. I very much enjoy chilling with my old friends until five in the morning, taking walks down the proverbial memory lane and creating new ones on the way. I miss the time I've spent in this town. However, my heart is in New York. I love that city and its crazy crazy ways. I miss going to hookah bars at one in the morning and returning to the dorm to sing Beatles tunes until the sun rises again. And I miss my friends that I have made there. But I know that as soon as I go back I'm going to miss the friends I made in high school. It's this win-lose situation that drives me insane.
I can't sleep. And even when I can, it isn't at a decent hour. Maybe it's being back in this town. I think I've become accustomed to sleeping with sirens blazing the background and drunk people yelling strange but comical statements in the streets. It's just too quiet here. Anymore I sit in my bedroom and listen to music until five a.m. This habit cannot be good, but it's what I do.
School doesn't start again until the 18th, but I think I'm going to mosey on back to New York on the 11th. I figure that gives me a week to find another job (one that doesn't pay sporadically if at all) and time to work before my hectic schedule begins again. So the question arises, how should I spend my last few days in Hollidaysburg? I'm open to mostly anything.
And, yeah, I had a chance to meet the Strokes, and I blew it. Go me.
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[14 Dec 2004|10:22pm] |
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I'm estimating that I will be spending around eleven hours in the studio tomorrow to finish my sculpture. I'm not looking forward to it, but, then again, it is my last project of the semester. Drop it like it's hot....
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[28 Nov 2004|07:00pm] |
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I hate tourist season.
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[24 Nov 2004|05:11pm] |
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We have to make an "impossible" art project for my drawing class. That entails doing something that could be done if we had the resources. I have decided to turn the Empire State Building into a giant Pezz dispenser. All I have to do is figure out what the head should be.
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[22 Sep 2004|10:30am] |
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I love it when I have a 3 hour studio class, and it ends 2 hours and 45 minutes early because the professor is sick and doesn't want to come in to class. How ironic.
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[17 Sep 2004|03:32pm] |
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I'm sitting in a slide lecture today, and my photography teacher is going over her pieces of work that she has done in recent years. One is of an old photo where she is seated with her boyfriend in an old house. She's nude, but, thankfully, you can't see anything. Her response to the photo was, and I quote, "You know, when you're a teenager with a camera, and your boyfriend is a photographer, you tend to end up in abandoned houses with your clothes off..."
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[02 Sep 2004|12:13am] |
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I spoke with a Buddhist monk tonight in Union Square Park. It was enlightening to say the least.
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[30 Aug 2004|01:56pm] |
Welcome to New York
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[24 Aug 2004|07:52am] |
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My train for New York leaves in about an hour and a half. I just got home a little over an hour ago, meaning I haven't slept in nearly twenty-four hours. And...yeah, I'll post something more meaningful later.
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[13 Aug 2004|12:40am] |
It is now about ten days before I leave for college. This is the final countdown...go Europe...damnit.
I've been trying to spend these last few days with my friends, and it is working out fairly well. I would like to see the following people before I leave, even thought I doubt it will happen:
-Elyssa Baker
-Kristen Goetz
-Jacky Weidenbacher
-Ana Rossi
-Dan Bowser
-Matt Hunter
-Beth Nadolsky
-Various acquaintances from this year and years past
-Others whom I can't think of right now
I still don't know where I'm living in New York...
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[26 Jul 2004|04:28pm] |
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I was watching the Joy of Painting today, and Bob Ross did an entire show with two flying squirrels in his shirt pocket. This is just more proof that Bob Ross is the man.
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[17 Jul 2004|02:23pm] |
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As if I needed another reason to dislike Martha Stewart, she recently compared herself to Nelson Mandela.
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