Of course I overslept so no dharma service til I come back from Vegas. Since the weather was nice I was determined to make the most of it and instead decided to go to the Guggenheim. Unfortunately although their permanent collection is decent- the majority of work was from the current exhibit and I'm sorry but it blew. I think my favorite piece was the by Frank Llyod Wright :p
The exhibit currently going on was for Vasily Kandinsky. To be fair, I was starving and I get super cranky when I haven't eaten all day especially when I'm around large groups of people on audio tours who pay no attention to whats going on outside of the headphones. People would walk right into you. It got to the point where I started shoving old ladies back. I get it, he was a pioneer of twentieth century abstract style but his work is hideous. Example:
All of them look like this and every single one reminded me of this web comic:
fyi- although this comic stood out in my head clearly I could not remember whose webcomic it was from. Thorough googling to discover it took me about 20 minutes. Might not be worth it but OH the gratification.
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On the bright side I read about 200 pages of my book on the train ride-
My make up was awesome today and my eyebrows were all freshly tweezed and it went to waste on a bunch of swedes and old people at the museum. Good eyebrows are never a waste but even so.
I stopped taking birth control and I somehow managed to get rid of the 10 pounds I gained on it after a week and regained a jawline. Ohhh lovely. Also
somavenus shout out behind my head!
It's 3 am and I can't sleep because after I got back from the museum I smoked, ate nachos as my sole meal of the day, and promptly passed out on my couch from 9-2. So I decided to do an entry for my dwindling readership on the day's events. I had a few random dreams. One of them being my sister knocking at my door and then telling me she just decided to stop by. So realistic! And creepy. Imagine if I was a sleep walker?!