drinkin’ my lager (struttin’ my swagga) & catching the last of the cooking network. i just came back from a wonderful artwalk spent with good company and warm weather. there weren’t any stand-out art shows, but it was nice still. now i’m prepping for watching chocolat or harold and maude… which appears as if its been stolen from my dvd library. a kitten is keeping me company while i listen to the shouts of my drunken neighbors and my perpetual thoughts. i’m hoping that starting tonight my luck has changed for the better. but who knows. luck always departs when you seem to need it most.
today didn’t bring much to the table of life i suppose. i believe i felt dread and misery (although, they are the same thing- yes?) when I awoke, but my morning changed when little Trout joined me on the couch and nestled into my lap. unfortunately, that lasted about five mintues before i had to run- which i did, ever so fast. hell…was exactly that, hell. the folks are quite difficult to connect with- and i believe i told one to never speak with me as long as either one of us remained alive and breathing. he asked why i was an angry person and then suggested we spend time together. in response to that. one) i am not an angry person; the reason why i am rude to those who i have no interest in is simply that. i have no interest. two) i do not waste my time with people who i have no interest in- please refer to one. after school got out, i ended up getting tea, i ran into bela, and then ended up at norms for a quick hello to my favorite crew in portland. its unfortunate i’m predictable.
five hours later, i’m at a stranger’s house, babysitting/blogging. i have nothing interesting to say. TALK IS CHEAP is shaping up.
I am feeling: as though my waist is being squished, hungry, tired, eyebrow itches, wondering what tomorrow brings, hopeful for thursday at 5:15pm and then for Friday at the same time. What are you hopeful for? If anything..
as a post-script: i drew friedrich nietzsche today and he looks LOVELY.