Well, me again.
I’m starting to feel more grown up and recovered than before doing all this work. It’s given me some kind of structure and purpose, more than the call centre job I must admit. Because the call centre was something I had done for so long.
But I do really want to be making art too. I really like that. I need to figure out a way to make it so someday. Just live from grant to grant with some award money and stuff thrown in. Or win 649.
I don’t get it. I think I blew my wad on Unusual Occurances Allowed Per Life like winning the lottery when Laurel and I saw those two UFO’s out by Cranberry Flats. It was such a weird situation, because they were out there for three hours and we saw them show up. In that strange way they did, like streams of light bouncing back and forth in the sky in a circle, and then widening to oval white lights, and then an hour later they were green balls that were shimmering and starting to jump around in the sky, and then they could turn into solid balls of light. And we still don’t know what they were, hence they were UFO’s. What the hell? What the fuck was that? SO WEIRD! I wrote about it on my old blog, Fit Of Pique.
So seeing UFO’s, AND winning the lottery? No way, I so don’t see it. But it’s nice to dream isn’t it?
Being single for so long, I am starting to worry about myself. I used to get so many crushes, and I haven’t had any for a long time. Not even an all consuming crush on a movie star. I’m not even aroused by Angelina Jolie anymore! Something is wrong. I am lowering my antidepressant soon in the hopes the problem will be alleviated. I feel chemically spayed. Blech.
I am saving up money for my next tattoo. I am getting cherry blossoms in an oval on my left forearm. I want them because I always used to get depressed in the winters in Vancouver and I would promise not to do anything until the spring, and by spring things looked way better.
I miss being in school, not enough to go back, but enough just to remember happy times when I was all hypomanic and editing all the time. I loved film school. I love film and video. I need to bring it into my life a bit more, it’s my passion but I feel like in the last two months I have made no progress on my big project. I feel like a stagnant video artist. Terrible! Well if this is the year of big changes, then I will vow to work on my art more. I need to do some new comics too.
Anyway, I gotta crash. Night night internet world.