Brain dump of sorts.
Me again.
I'm having trouble focusing and it's likely because I'm not really dealing with the "dad has cancer" issue. But I think I am, but yet I have all the symptoms of massive anxiety that are kind of pulling me in all directions. I have to get a job, so why am I sitting here, not following up with people, not applying, just... fucking sitting here?
So this post is a sort of brain dump, Artist's-Way-Morning-Pages type of thing. If I can write, anything -- then I'm not such a useless piece of dust matter.
I woke up today with two cats lying in my arms and that was nice. They were sleeping and purring and in no hurry to wake and move. :) I am less involved in cat rescue than I was.... still up to my ears in semi-adoptable adult cats, but that's another story (anyone want a cat?). I'm trying to be an adult with an adult apartment and that isn't going so well. I think part of living in NYC is giving up the dream of a new, neat, perfect house with 2.5 whatevers. But hey, NEW YORK CITY is right outside my window. That's something.
My ex got a new tattoo. All throughout our marriage he thought his tattoo was a waste, a hasty act of rebellion at 17 in Tel Aviv. OK so this tattoo? It is HIDEOUS. I wish I could upload a picture. It's a yin-yang with leopard spots and tiger stripes. He's into the big cat rescue movement (hm.. his own form of rebellion against my domestic cat rescue? Methinks so). It's huge and it's really kind of ... well, not one of your more attractive tattoos. On his forearm. It's like I don't even know him. And you know what? I don't. I really don't.
A friend wrote this comedy short film with some major actors (Stephen Root, Jane Lynch), and it's quite funny: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MW9ogmz0HRM
That's what I love about NYC. You always meet people with passionate projects and ideas and things going on. I directed three short plays... I mean, who does that? Out of the blue? It's just fun. Next stop: well JOB, ffs, and a short film. I really want to do that. A lot.
What are you guys thinking these days? (I'm interactive!)
If you wanted to,you could read this entry on Dreamwidth too, friend me there, or you know, bake a cake. Whatever you like. (
comments)
I'm having trouble focusing and it's likely because I'm not really dealing with the "dad has cancer" issue. But I think I am, but yet I have all the symptoms of massive anxiety that are kind of pulling me in all directions. I have to get a job, so why am I sitting here, not following up with people, not applying, just... fucking sitting here?
So this post is a sort of brain dump, Artist's-Way-Morning-Pages type of thing. If I can write, anything -- then I'm not such a useless piece of dust matter.
I woke up today with two cats lying in my arms and that was nice. They were sleeping and purring and in no hurry to wake and move. :) I am less involved in cat rescue than I was.... still up to my ears in semi-adoptable adult cats, but that's another story (anyone want a cat?). I'm trying to be an adult with an adult apartment and that isn't going so well. I think part of living in NYC is giving up the dream of a new, neat, perfect house with 2.5 whatevers. But hey, NEW YORK CITY is right outside my window. That's something.
My ex got a new tattoo. All throughout our marriage he thought his tattoo was a waste, a hasty act of rebellion at 17 in Tel Aviv. OK so this tattoo? It is HIDEOUS. I wish I could upload a picture. It's a yin-yang with leopard spots and tiger stripes. He's into the big cat rescue movement (hm.. his own form of rebellion against my domestic cat rescue? Methinks so). It's huge and it's really kind of ... well, not one of your more attractive tattoos. On his forearm. It's like I don't even know him. And you know what? I don't. I really don't.
A friend wrote this comedy short film with some major actors (Stephen Root, Jane Lynch), and it's quite funny: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MW9ogmz0HRM
That's what I love about NYC. You always meet people with passionate projects and ideas and things going on. I directed three short plays... I mean, who does that? Out of the blue? It's just fun. Next stop: well JOB, ffs, and a short film. I really want to do that. A lot.
What are you guys thinking these days? (I'm interactive!)
If you wanted to,you could read this entry on Dreamwidth too, friend me there, or you know, bake a cake. Whatever you like. (
comments)