Sep 21, 2006 17:53
I'm just getting over being sick. That sucked.
I'm not at Barton Hills anymore, and that is a good thing.
I hope people are enjoying my poetry renaissance. I am.
Have I mentioned my Myspace yet? Same username. Peep it out.
By the way, Kassy, thanks for the job references... I think I'll be feeling well enough tomorrow to possibly look into some.
I feel good things on the horizon, but I cannot see them. I think the weather/being sick has got me in an inexistential funk. Gotta snap outta that shit.
It's interesting to me to note that the one thing that tends to separate me from many would-be friends and artistic communities/opportunities is that I have more bills than most artistic type people. Which is funny, because I make my meager money trying to be somewhat of an artist to people who tend to not care so much about the culinary arts and vinology.
Hmmm... I wonder if that is a constructive observation, or if I am just being a cynical, introspective whelp from doing nothing but lying around the house and working for four days.
Maybe that will turn into a post later, or maybe it will die right now. Who knows?
Not me! I'm off to face this cold gray day, despite a rare lack of courage.