Paint Journal
So what I wanted to do with my journal was make it like a photo journal, but with mspaint art. I think I still might, but it's really stressfull, and fills me with creative anxiety. I force myself to make silly images of things I did over the weekend, and since they're uninspired, I can't get myself to spend much time on them, and they end up looking kinda shitty.
That's what I've been doing right now.
Yesterday, regatta starts at six in the morning in the portland. So I got up at 4:00, and tried to sleep in the car: I put on Frank Sinatra's "in the wee small hours" to try to help me sleep. When my mom turned it off to listen to talk radio, I was awakened by the change in atmosphere, and never slept again. We got there and it was dark.
Luckily the sun rose soon
I had to race soon, and I had the best race of my life. We went out and warmed up the race course, looking at all the nice scenery along the way. Near the docks, there are lines of houses that are completely unique, and completely wonderful, some seemingly unliveable.
Then we started racing, and then we stopped.
because about 500 in, we totally fragged the sweetest boat on the team--the one we were in--the millenium. We had to go back the rest of the way by 4s, with select people holding water. When I held water, I held so hard, that I was thrown out of my seat--i flipped over.
After that, another race: this one real. It started raining hard. misery was now and now was misery.
So when we got back, i fucking split! I was supposed to help the team derig, but I was too cold and selfish to do anything of the sort.
So I got back home, and finished "The Magician's Nephew." That means I am now on the final Narnia book--the one that has Arabs as villains.
So then I went over to Arianawhowasinthemoodtowatchamovie!'s house and rented two movies on the way: Caddyshack and The Last Picture Show. One was funny and one was not. We watched the funny one which was Caddyshack, and it had a poop joke in it.
So then I left after a while :( and went home to sleep.
I woke up this morning at 745 by my alarm which was accidentally set, and watched The Last Picture Show. It was superb. Then Read some Narnia, and wasted some time , c o s t h a t ' s w h a t I d o o n s u n d a y .
I bought Dark Side of the Moon, which it's kind of embarassing that I didn't have. Apparently 1 in 14 people under the age of 50 in America own it. Now that's me.