Seven years after its release, I finally spent the $35 and got Brandon Boyd's book, White Fluffy Clouds. I remember wanting it badly when I was so into Incubus back in the day. (They are still my happy place.)
It came in the mail today and took me about 20 minutes to look through. It makes me wish that I were creative in some conventional or unconventional way. My mind is so boring and immature compared to his. Granted, he's into crazy shit like outer space and other worlds. Not only is he super creative and into crazy shit, but he has the skills and talents to be able to create something out of it. I have none of these things. So all I can do is (poorly) write a blog entry about other people's creativity. At least I can appreciate it.
I am so completely over the snow. I'm over hearing about it and seeing pictures of it, I'm over walking through it and driving on top of it. I'm over having it fall from the sky. But alas, it's snowing right now and we're to get a few more inches today. I knew that having those snow days would be a pain in the ass. Catching up at work on Thursday was overwhelming, but we got it under control eventually. I had to reschedule my mock interview from Wednesday to Friday. Oh, and my class that was supposed to meet on Wednesday will now meet on a Saturday or Sunday instead. Awesome. I guess I shouldn't complain. It was nice to have a few extra days off and I literally did nothing of value during those days. Tomorrow is three months until graduation. I have officially applied for two positions--both of them are advising jobs at UNLV (one in Fine Arts and one in Engineering). I basically have no hope of an interview, but I thought I'd at least try. I'm qualif...
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