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Allow me a small moment of self-indulgence, I guess? But I do sometimes wish it'd all just go away. If someone ever invented a way to just -- excise the comic book influence, I don't know, I might be interested. Is there anyone out there looking into it? It might count as some sort of... spiritual lobotomy, or something. But on the really bad days, I couldn't care less. And it's hard, you know, and I can't even say what sort of benefits my other half's given me aside from getting me to drop out of my major. And eventually meeting my boyfriend, but who says we couldn't have somehow crossed paths some other way?
Ugh.
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| mrs dent returns. |
[24 Jun 2009|12:06am] |
I found this link sitting around in a file on my computer; I think I meant to react to it way back when, but obviously the earthquakes and the riots and all sort of distracted me from random linkdumps. Er.
Anyway, um, hi! For all you new faces: my name's Gaby. Things have really been changing lately, haven't they? I've finally moved into a new place now, though (hello Fen!), so things ought to be looking up. Not that they were all that bad before, though. I mean, I'm lucky to have had people I can depend on.
So. To get us rolling on some commenting here: what book(s) are you reading? I'm on C.S. Lewis at the moment.
( Added later; private. )
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| gaby gets back on her feet. |
[08 Feb 2009|03:23pm] |
So I don't think this independently wealthy, creative artiste thing is going to work out for me. Um. I've sold some pieces recently, but not as much as I used to -- I guess people are just feeling the crunch and sculptures and paintings aren't as high up on the lists as they used to be. And I don't think I can survive off drawing portraits in Central Park like that one guy (?), so... I don't know, I guess this is defeat. I'll need to take some more shifts at work, or try to finagle my way into a higher position here at the Met.
I'm not too fond of losing my usual freedom to, um, the daily grind and working life instead, but there isn't really a choice, is there? Plus they've opened up this new listing and, uh. Well.
It's more ambitious than I've ever aimed at, but then again, I've spent the past few years only working part-time since I had the art to support me. But since I'm in the museum field anyway, and the rest isn't quite working... I mean, why not aim higher, right?
Posting this as a reminder to myself, and probably for my own benefit rather than anyone else's:
( The job listing. )
I can do this. I can do this.
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| gilda dent is getting closer to craycray land at this rate. |
[20 Dec 2008|03:51am] |
No no NO no NO no NO NO HASN'T ENOUGH HAPPENED IN 2008 FOR FUCK'S SAKE
harvey
matthew?
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| not-mrs-dent is totally confused. |
[02 Dec 2008|04:46am] |
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( Matthew. )
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| gilda taps into that dent family rage. |
[26 Nov 2008|03:59pm] |
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[A public post after Matthew leaves, post-recuperation at her place.]
SENTWALI KIREZI
I WOULD LIKE TO TALK TO YOU PLEASE
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[10 Nov 2008|04:35pm] |
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Puppy livecam!
I think there was something I was supposed to do today, but now, for the life of me, I can't remember. I was distracted by puppies! Lily, Ben: are either of you going to the Dorothy and Herbert Vogel lecture at the National Gallery?
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[15 Oct 2008|11:19pm] |
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[Around 4:30AM.]
I'm a bad New Yorker, I think, because I don't have a list memorised of all the best little all-night eateries throughout the city. At least not in this part of town? I'm waiting for a taxi around Brooklyn Heights and I'm starving. So if anyone's awake, have any recommendations?
I'm very close to just whizzing home, but a greasy diner would so hit the spot right around now.
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