Talked With Larry Thomas Today

Things are getting better people are dropping out of classes, Betsy gave me a ride up to campus today. Big digger skateboarding and same elbow, then SF Jam on the doggie. P.S. got modem installed, need phone card.

Reading at the Public Library Is Rad

Checked out some contemporary art Moca Schlammer and Performance 1949-1979 then called people on the phone. Talked to Mr. Deneault, DB Tried Natalie W got to talk with Carlan and also Francisco and Katie & Sarah Pierson and left a message for Les.

I met a guy who skates down the hall Kevin, he gave be an old desk but it’s ugly and white, I may get rid of it. Anywho, I talked to him a bit and baked bread. Tomorrow I’m watching the Simpsons with Becky and her BF and some other dude. Tomorrow I’m gonna hit the ol farmers market. Today I almost at a worm. NASTY.

Struggling to Get Comfortable

Pretty early night, but they have been busy days. No class today because there was no lecturer this weekend. I went to the color photo orientation session and took care of email in the morning. The problem is, I have to still do the Black and White tutorial and I can’t do that till the next Friday. I got my other books today and was disgusted at what they cost.

I met up with the first person I met here (the nurse from Ireland) and we chatted for a while about my plan of action and what I was/am planning to do. I also read today and took notes as well as wrote tizz a letter on a typewriter (in the SFAI Library). Something that I don’t think I’ve ever done.

I also went to the gallery and talked with Eirik the photo major, second year. We have talked before and I may help him paint the darkroom later this weekend. There was one piece that really struck me at the gallery Donna Rocke Pache (?) in Neon basket weaving. Also the gloves / american flag piece, very striking.

I talked with Magnolia today as well and got invited to the student union Thursdays noon to one, and on the 10th of September there will be a “town meeting” sot of thing. She recommended that I talk with Larry Thomas, he’s acting as the interim president and academic affairs vice president. I’m going to calm down this weekend, organize my thoughts and get an appointment midweek, and If I don’t get I know I am someone who will mobilize students. I did computer training and skated and met Colin, an undergrad film maker from seattle who skates. Talked to Tizz and called Betsy if she wanted to dance, but no answer. Was asked If I wanted to go to third street to get a drink but I don’t have a good way of getting there. Rides=bad idea.

So Much to Think About

I started my day with a nice breakfast and went to the library at the end of Market Street. Very striking interior. I went up to the 6th floor after I got a new card (from a women who had the biggest midsection I’d ever seen. She was incredible and helpful and I looked at Thrasher and Track & Field news. I checked the U.S Nationals, I’ve jumped against 4 of the competitors. C. Clinger, N. Leaper, T. Harris and D.Olson. Leaper won at 7′ 7.5″ or so. He’s 25 which makes me wonder if I could still get in the game. I would need to find a coach again and a place to work out, but it’s so tough to give up something you love. I hate even writing that down….”give up”. I love high jump and I was to be part of the track and field community, but I’ve not work out for nearly a year. I stopped last November.

Anyway I went to 3rd street via 7th, 16th and 3rd it’s fretty fast. I was extremely disappointed to find out that class has 38 students in it we spent the entire time working out when we would have review. I am generally upset that SFAI has given so many half-truths not even the teachers know how big their classes are going to be.

I’ve been in San Francisco for 10 Days

…and it’s amazing how much has happened in that time. I’d first like to say that I’m pretty bummed that I’ve fallen off so much in the journal writing as the last two years have been SO exciting. Now I’ll try to recap my last few days time but I know I’ll be missing out details all over the place, but suffice it to say, I’ll be working on giving as many details as possible.

So after I was up for two days packing…I went to Katie’s house in Long Island. We spent the days chilling and enjoying each other’s company. One day we went to the beach, and I have to say it was Sooooooo much fun. I body surfed and got sun burned, the whole bit.

I also went out a few times to hang out with Tizz’s friends they are much cooler than her folks at CU or at least I felt that they were more sincere…imagine that, on Long Island too!

Our last day together we left plenty of time for dinner and the drive to the Kennedy airport, but after a lovely Italian meal, Katie was getting out of the parking lot and she crossed the stop line. She checked to see if there was anyone in the mirror, seeing no one, she pulled back and CRUNCH…We backed up into a Toyota Corolla.

The guy was from New Jersey and was a real pain because he wouldn’t let us leave without first filing a police report…Because of the 50 min delay or so we got caught in traffic, and then I got to the airport with 40 minutes to spare, however there were no redcaps on duty at 8:40 and my flight left at 9:30pm. So I tried electronic checkin, but for some reason it failed. I should have kept trying that, but I waited in line, and I missed my flight because the line was so slow!

The woman said the gates would open again around 4AM and I could fly the next flight out on standby. I called Katie back and she met me at the airport around 11 because she got stuck in traffic again. After a little while we decided to try and get a hotel room, my bags were REALLY heavy, but we got them back to the car with a cart and I unloaded and went to check into the hotel. There was no sign but when I asked the clerk, there was no vacancy…So I replaced the stuff, and went to the next hotel. It was a courtyard Marriott and the room was $200.00 a night and we were kinda desperate, I though about staying at the airport, but Katie was with me…

We got into the room at 12:30AM and the woman waived the parking fee. David called at 1am and woke us up…but that was fine he was going to pick me up at oakland airport. At 2:30AM the fire alarm went off, there was such a shrill piercing sound and two strobe lights. The fire alarmed raged and we left our room. It was a false alarm luckily, but our sleep was still disturbed. In order to keep the alarm from going off, a microphone button was depressed, the talking and flashing light didn’t stop till 3:22AM when they finally figured out how to fix the system. I woke up at 5AM for the flight at 8:30 and so it was $50.00 an hour to sleep. OUTRAGEOUS!

I forgot to mention that on the way out the airport, the gate didn’t open, so we had to back out into oncoming traffic which was very scary for both Katie and I because that was how we had gotten into the accident earlier in the day.

Upon arriving to the airport the first thing I was was an Asian girl puking near the entrance of the concourse…The service men for the airline put a cart over it so no one would step on the vomit.

I spent the morning in line, and then got told I couldn’t carry on the box but I asked security and they said it would be fine.

Tizz and I ate a nice breakfast and we said our goodbyes which went surprisingly well considering the last few tumultuous hours.

-Slept on the Plane-

I Don’t Think I Have A Best Friend

This entry is part 12 of 12 in the series Green Cycle Notebook

…but some of my friends are: Casey Matteson, Jeff Geiger, Ryan Bennett, David Taylor, my Dad + Mom + myself. Casey would do anything for me, almost. Jeff I can talk to. Ryan and David make me laugh and are just good friends. My family give me lots of support. I am my best friend? Well I don’t know. I get along alright, I don’t really have any friends that are girls, but I’d like a few.

09 09 1993 Pete Ippel Preblog

09 09 1993 Pete Ippel Preblog

It Bugs Me

This entry is part 11 of 12 in the series Green Cycle Notebook

…when my family fights mostly my brother and sister (both Rob’s kids). It also bugs me when I go to a store and buy something and then a week later it is less expensive. It bugs me when store clerks treat me as an idiot with no money, I’d like to be treated with the same respect as adults. It bugs me how the world is going into depression, anarchy, and destruction of our homes and neighborhoods. It bugs me how there are so many killings and gangs.

09 08 1993 Pete Ippel Preblog

09 08 1993 Pete Ippel Preblog