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facking helldamn so bored. i am tired and grumpy and my motivational levels are at an all-time low. i have been avoiding doing paradox work because we have reached a stalemate. i also am avoiding thinking about leaving. not much longer until i go home for nine days, with no beach and no friends (!) and no nothin'. crap. then it's off to chi-town, wherein i will be scared to death of the art school and all its mysteries. for now, i am tired. there is a new cat at my house. his name is milosh (i call him poang). he is large and orange and makes pidgeon noises and monkey hates him. he belongs to claire, and will and melinda were looking after him for claire while she left town, and she was supposed to be gone for two weeks and now it is three weeks and no claire. so milosh was pooping in will's clothing, and melinda moved in to the icehouse and brought the cat with her (not asking me until after the fact if it was ok...). we have to juggle milosh and monkey, so when monkey is inside milosh stays in melinda's room. it's a real pain in the ass. he and bread get along ok, play fighting and all. he makes bread seem real tiny... blah blah blah. suddenly i feel so boring. i saw pinback and was bored - crooked fingers opened and they reminded me too much of high school (the music is good - but eric bachman's voice brings up memories of archers of loaf shows and other strangeness...). i have been sewing again - more felt animals and also coin purses. felt felt. |
