Music tonight: "There's something about Mary" soundtrack
Wednesday, Sept. 15, 2004 - 3:04 a.m.
Cost of the War in Iraq
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Unfocussed and Spinning in Place
I swear I am soooo scattered. Have been this way since before the weekend... it was like this trying to finish work and pack for the weekend.
I dunno... it seems like in the moment I am living in, at any given moment, there is nothing i need to be doing, or feel inclined to do. But then in general I see all these things that need doing. Cooking up stuff to put in the freezer. Doing a drawing for my mailout about my work website. Doing a drawing for a client. Rearranging stuff in the livingroom for the friend who is coming to live here in 5 days, yes, five days. And my dad coming in 15 days. dang.
And rearrange my studio so I can put in these other bookshelves I still need to get. And get selfsame bookshelves. And work on distributing my comic books more, and deal with my garden which is sort of overgrown and needs pruning and work. And clean the basement.. it is still sitting there... the tools and stuff on top of the workbench instead of in it, the stuff on the floor from making the dog trailer.
I DID tie up the raspberry bush today (which is producing its second crop of the season). I went to the gym. I did one page of comics. But I swear that is like all I did. Where does the day go? I dunno.
I am zonked and gonna hit the sack now. Somehow I planned to draw all evening. Where did the evening go. I didn't even eat a real meal. I had some french fries and a coffee while I drew my comic, and two slices of toast at home. Dang.
I hope tomorrow I am more focussed.
I have to put a check in the bank. And send the Govt a check for my back taxes. And draw more comics. Get four drawings done for the Toronto client. Go to the flamenco class at 8pm to try it out. RIght now I feel like putting my head on my knees and sleeping, thinking of a flamenco class. It's ok, I'll feel better once I sleep.
Did you know that the world is a mess. A real mess. And I am not doing a lot to help it. Dang.
My other entry today was better. tah.
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