Sep. 21st, 2002

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Posture Boy and I went out last night to a funky little ska/punk concert. I honestly think that it's the first time I've seen a trumpet player head bang on stage. It was fun. He's kind of prickly, but I can deal with that.

In other news, I got out of the shower after shaving only one leg. Yes, I really am that absent minded. No I don't really have anything to say.

No, wait. I have finished, but for one piece, my application portfolio. Now I have to narrow down my list of potential art schools. It's not that long, but since I'm not sure if art school is really what I want, I have to really like the ones I apply for. What hideous masochistic streak makes me want to keep applying for schools?

Mike informs me that study abroad is a silly idea, and I ought to just take a year or two off and travel. I get the feeling that this is not the ordinary parental response. It would nicely narrow my range of options if my parents expected me to stay in school.

*shakes a fist at the heavens* Why must my parents be such anti-academic bohemians? How will I get though a billion years medical school with them encouraging me to take off and see the world?

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