deep breaths
I'm a Leo. (Rock on to all my early August/late July brothers and sisters--and Angie the cuspy.)
Tuesday's horoscope:
Your determination to succeed with business or career may reach new heights. You have the necessary stamina to complete any important task begun.
This is the day where I pick up the keys to the studio. Remember also I'm panicking over 6 different projects all with the same deadline right now.
Wednesday's horoscope:
Maintain the momentum. Whatever is already in motion should be attended to with diligence - just don't heap any more responsibilities on your plate.
This the day where I blow off school (woops) to stay home and work on the more overdue school project I've been "working on" for a while now and to finish the rough cut of Amnesia Hotel.
A little curious to see tomorrow's horoscope, I must admit. (Shitty horoscopes courtesy of the shitty Oregonian.)
School's reaching a critical mass here. I think I need to sit down with my teacher(s) and explain my predicament. I don't intend to ask for any form of special treatment or extension (as yet) but at least let them know what's going on. It's a rocky/great/stressful time for me, here. Artistic/career opportunity and all that. A real turning point and I can't shirk off the need to finish these tasks on time and when you get right down to it, school is the least of my priorities in that regard. Very sorry but, as they say, there it is.
Thoughts jumbled. Stressed. Wish I were drunk. Wish I were Greg Dulli. Is any of this making sense? Does anything I say resonate, ever? One can only hope.
Tuesday's horoscope:
Your determination to succeed with business or career may reach new heights. You have the necessary stamina to complete any important task begun.
This is the day where I pick up the keys to the studio. Remember also I'm panicking over 6 different projects all with the same deadline right now.
Wednesday's horoscope:
Maintain the momentum. Whatever is already in motion should be attended to with diligence - just don't heap any more responsibilities on your plate.
This the day where I blow off school (woops) to stay home and work on the more overdue school project I've been "working on" for a while now and to finish the rough cut of Amnesia Hotel.
A little curious to see tomorrow's horoscope, I must admit. (Shitty horoscopes courtesy of the shitty Oregonian.)
School's reaching a critical mass here. I think I need to sit down with my teacher(s) and explain my predicament. I don't intend to ask for any form of special treatment or extension (as yet) but at least let them know what's going on. It's a rocky/great/stressful time for me, here. Artistic/career opportunity and all that. A real turning point and I can't shirk off the need to finish these tasks on time and when you get right down to it, school is the least of my priorities in that regard. Very sorry but, as they say, there it is.
Thoughts jumbled. Stressed. Wish I were drunk. Wish I were Greg Dulli. Is any of this making sense? Does anything I say resonate, ever? One can only hope.