So I started my morning by waking up at 10:45am. I haven’t had an actual full night of rest due to my impeccable persistence of staying up late working on important things that could be done in the early hours of the afternoon. I purchased a Prince CD today, too… nothing more embarrassing than buying the best hits collection of Prince, but dude I like the songs, and my collection is woefully lacking. I haven’t written in a while and it’s only 1:23am which means I have two more hours to kill until my brain triggers the concept of sleep.
I finished some art pieces today for my show next Friday in San Diego. Are you coming? I hope so. An aside here – I was thrown into something of a philosophical tizzy by the brains. Its been almost three months since I threw the idea of law school out the window, I moved out of Los Angeles and settled down in Long Beach to get away from the madness. Though I am in LA at least five days a week and to be perfectly honest, I do enjoy coming home. Driving away from the city gives me a sense of ease knowing I’ll be waking up to the silence of birds chirping and not breakdancing music and vending machine sounds. I’ve been able to work on my photography, art, webdesigns and am currently enrolled in school with hopes to obtain a masters in fine art. Things are simple. Things are good and I feel like I am making the choices now for the future I perceive myself to have. I’ve always dreadfully feared a life where I’m bound to wake up to a job I hated and stress that was unnecessary. It’s funny how one’s plans get whittled down when one leaves work and realizes that work was a fucking bitch full of bitch ass people. The idea of me being an attorney gives me chills and also a slight pain on the left side of my head. The other day my mom yelled “lawyers are the devil!” and I responded that I was ambivalent since she was so into the idea of me going to law school. But angels or devils… I most certainly am happy my life wont involve endless yelling and arguing with a goal to obtain money in return for my yelling and arguing.
Nima is in vegas for the weekend and I’m thinking I could bust out more art than I’ve ever done within three days. Not to say he’s a distraction because he most certainly is, but in this case I am behind schedule and have an 8x8ft wall to fill next friday.
Okay – political comment of the day. We’re going to float a theory here. Perhaps the republicans know something we don’t. Some overwhelming scandal on the horizon. And so they’re desperately consolidating their power before it breaks by risking political suicide and indulging in nothing but anti-democratic tactics – and this is a theory I just thought of – maybe they are planning a coupe as a new form of government, a “Megalo-Democracy,” for the rich people, by the rich people, without all that pesky Bill of Rights stuff. Just a thought.
I regret to report that I have finished a Harry Potter book. It was very good, though that is sort of beside the point with Harry – it’s like crack, I’m telling you. There is now a little hole where my heart used to be (though not because of the dead person, that was sort of lame….) Anyway, one good thing to come out of this experience is that I have a new phrase to maintain: “Drawing out my Harry.” As in: “No, I’m not going to eat the entire one-pound bar of chocolate – I’m trying to draw out my Harry.” Ok, nevermind.
This post was really nonsensical and I really just wanted to kill some time. Sadly this post only took up 23mins. I think I’ll make a sandwich then call it a night. Thanks for reading!
