Monthly Archives: February 2007

SEX

bite me

I used to have sex. In fact, in July I’ll have proof of it. But that was then. Apparently, it is no longer a part of my life.

And speaking of sex, I really want a boy. Wow, that sentence sounded bad. What I mean to say is, I hope the sex of my child is male. I know it’s politically incorrect to say anything other than “I will love this child no matter what sex it is. I’m just hoping for a healthy baby”. Well no shit. Of course I want a healthy baby, and yeah, I imagine I will love the child just the same if it is a girl. But there is no question in my mind that I will have a drastically different relationship with a female child than I would with a boy. I’ve never been a little girl, and I don’t relate to little girl things. I sure as hell don’t relate to big girl things either, but I guess that would come much later. It’s the difference between playing Hockey and playing Barbie. Buying a guitar or buying dresses. I think part of being a good parent is having some genuine interest in things, and I am simply not interested in the same things that a little girl is interested in. I can fake it, but eventually a kid will see through that. I’ve already had countless daydreams about what it would be like to have a son. All the important talks I could have with him, and all the great time we could spend together doing those Father-Son things that I never got to do.

Having said that, I’m most likely going to have a girl. I’ve officially wished for a boy, so it’s almost a sure thing that a girl will be born.

Bring back those good old days
Nothing feels right
Nothing ever goes my way
I threw my future away
Now I’ll walk alone out here in the cold
Wandering astray
Where’s my future
Gonna need a home
You’d expect the same now wouldn’t you
Wouldn’t you

Red Tape

On Thursday I had a long meeting with the woman in charge of the undergrad Printmaking/Book Arts program at University of the Arts. It’s official… I have been fucked out of Grad School for the time being. UArts is accredited by Middle States, and The Art Institute is accredited by ACICS. What exactly does thatContinue Reading

downtime

I haven’t posted lately, and I think the main reason is simply to avoid being redundant. If I wanted to be completely honest and accurate on here, I would log in every day and say “Everything sucks, I hate my life, and I wish I would die in my sleep”. But when I look backContinue Reading

The Art of Communication

I had work today, and as I got down the stairs I saw a small scrap of paper on the floor. A small scrap of paper on the floor of a high school is surely not something you’d think would stand out in any particular way, but for some reason I felt compelled to reachContinue Reading