I am watching the news...yeah...Can't look away. Like a train wreck in slow motion.

And it makes no sense, if you think about it. They are acting like kids on a playground. They've always acted like kids on a playground. And it probably never made any real sense.

One can barely try to wrap one's mind around it. Oh well... we'll see.

As you've probably already read in Andrea's post, we'd like to go see A Scanner Darkly this evening. A problem that I just discovered is that it apparently is not playing at the Majestic for some unknown and probably ridiculous reason, but I am up for making a bit of a detour to Bethesda, if that is alright ( Read more... )

I wish it were easier to fall asleep. The winged bugs have invaded the house. They travel along even white deserts into clocks and under paintings. Some get caught in the lampshades, where they beat against the bulb for a fitfull while, making as much noise and motion as they can, and then they burn up, I guess ( Read more... )

On the upside, I painted today, spent time with Rob, and we both learned in the best possible way (hands on experience), how to replace a flat tire, or, in this case, a tattered rag dragging wistfully in the wake of a sad little axle ( Read more... )

I just want to thank Andi, John, and Rue for coming by today. Really guys, it means so very much to me, you're like a drink of fresh water in the desert, and I am very, very lucky to have friends like you. I send my love to you (and to all my friends, I miss you very much).

Thank you, thank you, thank you.

I think screaming into my pillow is becoming a habit ( Read more... )

I had three hours left to sleep tonight, after so much wakefullness and working all day and all that jazz, and painting the darn two hour landscapes into the deep night, (good job Aleks for wanting to do nightscapes all the time cause they are all deep and mysterious and junk. Or maybe you just do it cause you have no other time to do it. I don't ( Read more... )

The turpentine's getting to me, I think, so I decided to take a break in the computer lab. I am not sure if I should go back to the studios tonight and try to keep painting or instead, with probably the greater effort, to try and retire early so as to get an early start tomorrow morning. I'll have also, thankfully, all Monday morning specifically ( Read more... )

So, after all the wonderful and frightening events of yesterday I came home for an hour and then had to leave . Which is my least favourite part of life, the partings and goodbyes, for however short a period of time. I am aware that I go to school in Baltimore and that it's only an hour away by car, and also that I'll be back for the weekend, ( Read more... )

I wrote some stuff about my day and then I figured that its kind of boring (you didn't want to know how long I played Myst, or what heartwrenching creative struggle my next measly opus entails, did you?) So I am going to write about my future. It's going to be glorious. There will be a pine tree in the front yard, and on the holidays we will ( Read more... )