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Thursday, July 26th, 2007
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so I'm quiting my livejournal. I think I'll pick up a more grown up form of journaling aka a blog. I'll link you bitches later when I make the move.
<3 Katie
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pardon my lack of postage, I'm hardly online for long anymore. but much has been going on and I've been drawing in a new sketchbook and I feel good, most days. there is some deeping thing in me that wants to run away. really far. Where nobody knows me and I can get a little job and live in a little place and ride my bike to work and meet a boy to love.
this is Katie reaching for the stars.
for now, I'll help my mother make it through the days. at least there wasn't any bad news today at the doctors. I hate to see my parents age.
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Saturday, April 28th, 2007
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my thesis is done, handed it in last night at midnight.
wow, I don't even know what to do. clean my room I guess.
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Wednesday, April 4th, 2007
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have you ever felt your body just give up before? mine did last night slash this morning. My thesis class met at 9 last night and we didn't get out till around 12:30am. My mind probably could have done more work but I had this feeling my my muscles were about to give up. Back at the homestead I dumped my thesis bad near the front door, switch on the Swim (anime reruns) lost my pants and ploped in my bed. I asked to be banned from my usual message board for a week so that I can get some work done but I found myself trolling through it anyway. my hands began to hurt quickly and I threw on that brace which has been my attempt to preserve my nerves as best I can for now. three hours lost to that fiending digital monster called the internet and I attempted sleep. Attempted being the key word, I could not sleep.. I was so tired though by body wouldn't move but I really couldn't sleep.. I resorted to a full dose of Nyquil and a brick wall hit me harder and faster than tractor trailer pummeling down a california freeway. 1pm a call from liz in which I barely spoke english. My body felt like it was made of bricks and the brace on my arm was made of the thickest lead. 2 pm a call from Jess Plummer where I assured her I"ll be there soonish. by then I only felt like a bag of potatoes. 3:30 finally got my sandbag body up.
there goes my attempt to get up at 10:30 am
and here I am in g10 it is 6pm . I'm rendering in Final cut and I'm going to do sound work.
make it stop, I can't wait for easter.
sort of. (I'll be working through easter all day on my laptop).
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I got a tumblr account. I've met the guys that built it, they work in the frederator office. its pretty sweet. and minimal. check check it http://katiecropper.tumblr.com/ there are no comments enabled though its more for just blurbs.
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Saturday, March 24th, 2007
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Thursday, March 22nd, 2007
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I think that if a camera were to follow me around all day it would make for some hillarious tv. If edited well that is. you could just cut together the constant conversation I am having with myself and the cursing and falling and singing to myself or accidently getting super toxic ceramic glaze on my face and boobies today.. that was pretty funny. Carney and Karen are forcing me into socialness and have been banned from animating tonight. or i guess I COULD do it now, we're not going out till 9 but STILL. I can't just start and animate for only an hour and a half. THATS NOTHING oy. I'll use it as an excuse to shit around the internets.
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Tuesday, March 20th, 2007
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I Swear I Might: NOW I HAVE TO PEE
PanthrRtTiSt02: stuffy nostril boys and bloody crotches and PEE IS BAD!
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Saturday, March 17th, 2007
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I am just the laziest mother fucker.
thats a lie. but it feels like the truth.
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Wednesday, March 7th, 2007
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Bill Plympton shared his french fries with me tonight.
I've been awake for 36 hours straight
My sister is 24 today, strange day on a whole.
Some of those student films tonight make me feel like incredibly talented. I really enjoy ASIFA events and getting to know the indie community better, its somewhere I want to be someday. Maybe I'll be the next David Levy.. perhaps. watch out peeman.. The reason I stayed up was because we moved class to meet at pat's studio before the student film screening. a lot of mediocrity and the dartmouth kids need to stop animating all together.
i need to crash. I'm about to. crash harder than any plane.
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Monday, February 26th, 2007
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I am awaiting an angry Pat email.. I don't know if I should pick up where I left off from yesterday or do ceramics..
I think wanna play with clay. we'll fuckin' see.
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Wednesday, February 21st, 2007
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I went home for the night this weekend in need of a vacation from my life. I got drunk saturday night for absolutely no reason other than the yearning to and sunday I went home. My sister wasn't there she was away in Buffalo withy Lynne visiting Joey. So of course I slept in her bed and took advantage of having no reason to stay up past 1 am. and laying in her bed I suddenly loss any previous sleepyness and I had spent the day with my Mother doing things that she has been doing with Elizabeth for more than a month that my sister has lost patience for. ex: picking out sinks, tile, bed frames, and comforters. My sister's bed is about 22 years old. This was her first big girl bed and has become like jello and caving in on one side but because of this it is probably the most comfortable bed I know. the sound of a rattling loose screen and some clanging metal against windows made it seem impossible for sleep to come. I gave in and turned on the light on the night stand who's switch seemed miles away from me. Elizabeth is taller than me and her arms are probably a touch longer and I struggled to reach from this jello 1984 hammock of a mattress to the tiny switch (which made me feel tiny). My fingers did eventually get there and I took to reading my new issue of rolling stone that features John on the cover. good articles I suggest you pick this issue up. after a long battle against my own head and a yearn to get comfortable I eventually sleep.
my Father took me home last night because Pat had canceled our thesis class. I produced almost no work and went to bed attempting to finish my satire written assignment around 3:30 am.
the time now is 4:17 and I'm wishing I could fall asleep to a televsion but somehow my head hates it. there is a great deal of effort I have to put in to fall asleep with the tv on unless I am totally beat. My body is tired but my brain is awake and here I am writing about how far away a lamp feels. In my satire class my teacher had sort of picked me out to converse with in front of the whole class or more like just asked me direct quasi personal questions about animation for me to answer. I wrote an entry in my sketchbook about how seeing people I know in class helps me mentally be at ease particularly Caitlyn and Mary. For some reason today though I didn't particularly want to explain how women in animation aren't really treated badly or opressed but that there just aren't a lot of us. I don't know. I want to write a letter (a real one) to joanna quinn to tell her how much I want to meet her and ask if she would let me sweep up her eraser dust just so that I could absorb some greatness and because great female indie animators are a rare breed and I just..
want to be her.
here I am zoning out to ghost in shell.
fade to black
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Saturday, February 17th, 2007
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Friday, February 16th, 2007
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so now I have a mental list of all the things I want to make in ceramics, so far I've painted on some tiles and made a tree and I just started on my antlers/deer scalp. I want to make a rooster tea pot, owls for my foot board I'm going to make and make a fox or something for the head board, a water pitcher that is a fish thing (you know where the water will come out of its mouth when it pours) and I just thought of making a chess/checkers set I wonder how man pieces that entails.. hmm. *goes to research*
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working here stresses me sometimes. Like when parents leave what seem like threatening voicemails.. not that this woman calling Heidi is a scary threat or anything but I hate when Olga isn't here.
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Wednesday, February 14th, 2007
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Maybe its because they're all a little homesick for our normal house. (we're renovating and living next door to my uncle micheal right now). Or perhaps its just that in my final stretch of school everyone is getting impatient with my "awayness" or something but earlier this week I got woken up with a phone call from my brother and Dad who were buying shirts? or something that get embrodered and they wanted to know what I would like because they were going to buy me something. I said in a half away mumble "I don't know Daddy.. something bright, with my name on it in a size that will fit my boobs you know what I like". Then this morning, I've gotten into emailing my Mom when I see cool things online or just to catch her up I think she doesn't get enough real corespondence emails and she emailed me back saying
" Hi Katie:
HAPPY VALENTINES DAY. I hope you're getting some sleep. It's a windy, cold morning and Daddy
and I are about to get ready to visit Aunt Marguerite. I bought you a little valentine present. Maybe I'll
see you soon. If you can't get here maybe I'll come see you for lunch this week. Got to go now, I'll call
you later. Love and kisses
MaMa"
Damn my family is cute.
P.s. Its a hideously gross snow day that is rounding out to be freezing rain. Good times.
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Thursday, February 8th, 2007
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wow second class i've missed this week. And I have nothing to show for it in the way of animation... really. wow I suck. I guess its time to get up.
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Tuesday, February 6th, 2007
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so i'm thinking maybe its a problem of self confidence that i tend towards guys that are sub-par. Lee and Nicole so far seem to concur on that. Do I really think that i'm not equal to a higher caliber of "dude"? i know that may be the case physically. i'm one of those girls that thinks i'm too fat/stupid/not talented enough in comparison or something. ooor something. I need to stop saying that.
or something. I need someone to come to me for a change, i'm way too tired for a chase right now.
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