Chrissie:"Are those bubbles any good?"
Me:"Yess......quite delectable."

Through the span of this afternoon, a thousand bubbles were blown. Yes, mmm, Indeed.

I have absolutely nothing to write about but I'm bored and cannot sleep, so, what should I do? Oh! I know! I'll just write a bunch of useless jibber-jabber. Yeah that's right I'll just keep typing with no real purpose or sense of finality. Just whatever pops into my head at the moment. How much am I willing to write? How much are you willing to ( Read more... )

Indigoenchilada it dead. Wiped out. As a result I no longer have anyone's email address or screen name. It's also unlikely that I'll remember them. So......comment here with your info or just email it to my new account:EgoRedono@aol.com or just IM me:) Farewell enchilada, you served me well.

Went for a drive yesterday with Rick, It was such a beautiful night. Clean, fresh, the moon was brilliant, the streets were quiet. What a perfect night to take some pics. Unfortunately, Rick forgot his camera. So we went to my studio to just hang out like we always do. There was a nice note on my studio door. They're kicking me out of my studio ( Read more... )

Solidarity96347 [2:50 AM]: so you are really in love ( Read more... )

Listening to some Chicago did not help..I'm still dry and empty...I'd rather have the flu, gonorrhea and/or malaria then artist block. It more then bums me out...It kinda twist my stomach and makes me feel sick. Feel like punching myself into a coma and waking in the distant future, where everything is good.

INDIGOENCHILADA [2:26 AM]: man, I hate aol ( Read more... )

Went to my studio today for a special project I'm working on. Set things up and now the wheels are in motion. Then back here to pick up my sister and take her to work. After that, took Chrissie to pick up some checks and then to Walmart to cash them. We stopped at Applebee's and hurriedly ate our dinner since Chrissie had to be at work in less then ( Read more... )

-Very little sleep ( Read more... )

So, I have a computer once again. For how long? Who knows? Today was another gorgeous rainy day. I love it, more I say, More. I stayed in all day till six when I took my sister to work. I dropped her off and drove to my studio. There was only one other person there. A new artist by the name of Pano. He's an old gentleman of 55-60, a strange fellow ( Read more... )