Places:v

I hateses it.

We hateses it.

WE HATESES HATESES HATESES ITSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!!!!!


Whatever it is anyways. A disliked place for my piece that is.


Basically, anywhere with sun and no people.

Ironically, a good place to have an actual nuclear facility.
Or maybe a place created by one?

Or even the breakdown and cataclysm of one?

"Gorsh, Mr. Bolton. Ya sure are gettin all morbid with yer writins."

You bet your inebriated ass I am Lefty. That is my job.

I have to be prepared to be "the survivor" for two hours and hand out my goodwill water.

(Radiation free guaranteed! Or your not money back.)



Yeah, this isn't much of a problem. In fact, if I had not chosen to set up a stand for this iteration of my piece, I could have been walking around handing out water.

That would have had an entire "traveling wasteland salesman" motif to it.

Another trope that I am quite fond of.


But lugging around water is a fucking bitch, so no way Jose.


And that's it.

Places: ^

Favorite place?

Well I'm just torn between two issues.


A meaningful place.

Or a place with lots of people, for human interactions.



Conveniently, my project devices meaning from human interaction.
In the same way that if a nuclear holocaust happens, and no one is around to die from it, does anyone give a shit?

Something tells me that the silicate based dirt wont give a hoop or a holler.

Just something.



So, I'm going on the main UCSB pathway, near the career center area. There is this really nice spot with shade from the tree.


Seeing as I will be in a number of heavy coats, I will be hot as fuck.


Also I will be elevated in temperature.

*Crowd laughter*

But seriousness, I am prepared to be UNCOMFORTABLY WARM, so I chose a spot where I could, hopefully, bear the full 2 hours.

I still expect to be baked like a durned potato after all is said and done. Not to mention that I have to go put up a public art piece at the UCEN immediately after.

That should be a hoot in that getup.

Even funnier may be me convincing the UCEN office peoples to let me do it in that outfit. I'll probably take it off before I talk to them.

Just a thought.

Anyways, we will see.


And that's it.

Sun-shine, lollypops and rainbows; everything that's wonderful is what I feel.

Okay. Good thing confession time stuff.


Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh.

...

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Fuck.




I am generally in a pretty good mood.

I can't really think of a particular time when I was really much more happy than being content.

Not that this is a bad thing. It's just that I don't feel bad often enough that I have real high highs or low lows.

Or something.


Okay I think I got a good one.

A year ago, during winter break. Around Christmas (x-mas, holidays, what the fuck ever you want to say) I was at my parents house, sitting on the rug in front of the fireplace.

There was a nice fire going and I was warming myself up/enjoying the sight of the flames.

I felt really content, in that particular moment.

It was really late at night.

So I was just enjoying the dying embers.


Something about the situation made me feel...

Good.

There really isn't any other way to put it.

Hmmm.






Sappy.


Whatever.

I guess you can just...

And that's it.