Sep 15, 2005 21:06
Big fart. Lil fart.
This week has been home to yet another clash between two of my favorite things in life: art and athletics.
I'm toying with the idea of taking some graphic design classes and then pursuing a career in sports design. I think that way I might be able to coach at night, which is a priority. Design is definitely my favorite part of my job.
The vision,tele is damaged. My computer-machine is damaged as well. Maybe the tv will be fixed, and my computer will turn into an iBook.
Dave just fixed the tv. I wonder if he'll do the other thing now.
I don't have anything to write about. Especially now that the tv is fixed.
I really do hate myself.
(NOTE: The fact that I just typed "Thanks, CH" - my habitual signature to work emails - is an indicator that I spend way too much of my words on work, and not enough on (re)creation.)
Thanks,
CH