Oh my god! Corey Feldman is going to be in a play a block away from my apartment!

I totally have to go see this...

Oh yeah, and last night I had this dream that they recast Denis Leary's character in Rescue Me with some ugly old fat guy, and I was all upset because Denis Leary totally makes that show, so I was going to boycott it.

I need to start planning my trip to L.A. and San Diego. I'm leaving Friday July 8 and returning Monday July 18. So, yeah, I need to get to it... This is the longest vacation I've taken in years.

I did find a catsitter for that time, thankfully. Except I'm paying him $20/day for 10 days. *sigh* He'd better take really good care of those cats....

And I found a roommate, sort of. Some strange Italian guy came over last night and said he wanted the room and gave me half of the deposit in cash. He says he'll bring the rest tonight. So that's good--except he's only staying 2 or 3 months. And he's, y'know, strange.

No one in real life called or said happy birthday. But a ton of people emailed me or said Happy Birthday on LiveJournal. I'm trying to convince myself that's just as good, and theoretically it is, but there is something more real about stuff that, y'know, happens in reality instead of on a computer. So it was kind of a depressing birthday.

But I also have to remind myself that Saturday was my party and that was fine. So I really should not be complaining.

This weekend is the fourth of July. I think drujan is still in California, and I'm not sure what jaydk is doing. I want to do something fun, since it's a holiday and all, but I don't know what.

I'm in a really depressed mood, and I don't want to be. What can I do to cheer myself up?

Random shit, because I am bored. (I'll answer that meme post later.)

The evolution of Laura, visually.

( These are some scans of my sketchbook from middle/high school. Warning: large images and bad teenage 'art' )

I've been thinking lately. Mostly about art.

There was a Marilyn Manson quote, about art being the equivalent of god, something like that. Like instead of organized religion to give life meaning, you find it in art, in creation. Sort of sprituality based around the expression of the "human spirit" through creativity, something like this. (I was reading something else similar, I think related to William Blake, but I'm too lazy to figure out what it was.)

I'm always arguing with my dad--he always finds my interest in art/music/books/tv to be irrelevant and useless, and takes every opportunity to criticize me for wasting my time, and not making money or doing math or whatever the hell he thinks of as a valid pursuit. And I try to explain to him that to me, art is what makes life worth living... in fact it's pretty much the only thing that gives life meaning....

Random sort of related thoughts....

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