Don't tell me otherwise, you know it's true.
Daily Art Piece: 1997. Poetry.
I don't know if it's part of my psychosis or if life is just playing funny buggers, but time feels like it's passing extra slowly. Five minutes feels like ten, and one hour feels like three. I last had re-enactment so long ago (aka last night) that it feels like it should be Wednesday. Watching TV shows I enjoy seems to be the only thing that's making time pass at some semblance of normal speed, but I can't just spend my life watching TV. Particularly with my last exam coming up on Thursday.
Daily Art Piece: Inspired by the music of Tom Gabel.
Check it at: http://sy-nes-the-sia.blogspot.com/2...you-think.html
Not all pretty the way I'd like it but it turned out alright. I really would like it if my art actually had made some progress this year. Alas, it has not.
I made it! I've had my surgery and I can honestly say I feel no pain and am happier than ever. This could be because they gave me some pretty damn good painkillers, but still, I know Ill be happy when I don't need them anymore. Im up, functional, and semi-alert a few days before I expected I would be and our flight out isn't for two more days. Jen and Sara want to go shopping and Im inclined to say yes. I won't be buying anything, but I can't pass up the opportunity to go shopping with my two best