::monday::

    I went to work today and the end of the semester insanity has officially begun.  We have run out of the acetate for screen printing again and it's too late for anyone to get an orientation to use the output center's large format printers.  So the first of the absolutely panicked students have begun to trickle in with their questions like, "i know know you need an orientation to print here but can i just print one thing really quick?",  "So if i need to print something thats due tomorrow what do i need to do?"  And the pathetic excuses go on and on from there.   I just want to shake them and say, "Get your shit together!  You are an adult!"  but sadly i just have to smile and make my best suggestion to them,  "try kinkos".

    The job search continues.  torrid has a designer position open, the are in city of industry, ca.  I have all the skills required but none of the experience.  same story with some of the other jobs, most of which are in NYC.  i fear NYC, i don't know why, maybe it's a past life thing.

    TotD:  Drugs

i don't have much experience with illegal drugs.  I'm on a ton of prescriptions, none of those are very fun, one for the thyroid, one for the crazies and one for no babies.  i don't think the drugs that are illegal should be illegal because i think it makes more violent crime.  it creates that idea of forbidden fruit and easy money and people do crazy shit for those two things.  if you could just go to the corner pharmacia and get and ounce of Marijuana and some coke for the weekend you wouldn't have to support dealers, suppliers, pushers, drug lords and whole slew of murderous thugs.  Not that i choose to partake in those activities previously mentioned but those who want to risk their bodies like that a free to do so.  like chlorine in the gene pool.