Release the Bats!
I haven't updated in a while, and that may be because I'm not as prone to write when I'm happy. Fortunatly for my faithful readers, I'm feeling tired and cranky today so you get the pleasure of a thrilling update of Nick's lfe.
Yesterday was really great and I was really happy. Ellie is marvelous. By the way Ellie, I really am very happy about you getting the directing position. You have to tell me more,ok? All my various projects are doing quite well, although I have been referred to as "fruity" by certain insignificant individuals for my liberal use of the color pink in my recent artwork as well as my sketchbook parody of John Berry's work.
Speaking of which, I'm pretty sure anyone who's reading this knows about my most conceited little project to date, and if anyone wants a "I <3 Nick Nadeau" t-shirt, kindly let me know your shirt size. (Or at least a vague ballpark, ok? I've discovered that it puts a guy in a strangley awkward and possibly lethal position to attempt to guess a woman's clothing size. It's also rude to ask, but I've never been one for ettiquete.)
Tonight I have to go to Night Gallery and I am very unexcited (you saw the word here first, folks) about it. We have to sell dots. Dots.
Sometimes I don't think I can bear so much joy and excitment at one time.
So anyway, despite my mood today, I know that this weekend and probobly the coming months too will be great. And if you're reading this, umm.....I have this friend who uh....really loves you.
Yesterday was really great and I was really happy. Ellie is marvelous. By the way Ellie, I really am very happy about you getting the directing position. You have to tell me more,ok? All my various projects are doing quite well, although I have been referred to as "fruity" by certain insignificant individuals for my liberal use of the color pink in my recent artwork as well as my sketchbook parody of John Berry's work.
Speaking of which, I'm pretty sure anyone who's reading this knows about my most conceited little project to date, and if anyone wants a "I <3 Nick Nadeau" t-shirt, kindly let me know your shirt size. (Or at least a vague ballpark, ok? I've discovered that it puts a guy in a strangley awkward and possibly lethal position to attempt to guess a woman's clothing size. It's also rude to ask, but I've never been one for ettiquete.)
Tonight I have to go to Night Gallery and I am very unexcited (you saw the word here first, folks) about it. We have to sell dots. Dots.
Sometimes I don't think I can bear so much joy and excitment at one time.
So anyway, despite my mood today, I know that this weekend and probobly the coming months too will be great. And if you're reading this, umm.....I have this friend who uh....really loves you.