day seventeen...

...was also mostly a waste.

but at least i'm kind of feeling better


and i did read cat's cradle in one marathon reading session. la dee dah...


tomorrow i get to meet an astronaut though! i'm excited.

BNU has a four week class on Buddhism. It starts in April and is over before the end of your confinement.

i considered the class on buddhism, but you have to buy the books (of course! -rolls eyes-) and it's pretty tight because i'm not making money right now (i get paid at the end of the study) so i'm going to study on my own from what i've got.

Have you thought about what you want to be doing 5 years from now?
What would you have to do today to be able to do it?

i have thought of that. but i'm not sure what i want to be doing in five years. i certainly don't want to be working crappy temp jobs in five years, so i think i'm going to get a degree and see where that gets me. probably business degree with an emphasis on art and music management. or a graphic design degree. still thinking about it though.

One day Alice came to a fork in the road and saw a Cheshire cat in a tree.
Which road do I take? she asked.
Where do you want to go? was his response.
I don't know. Alice answered.
Then, said the cat, it doesn't matter.
---Lewis Carroll

-grin- how unbearably appropriate.

thank you. i knew there was something missing from my reading materials - lewis carroll!

i'll have to send the mike out to the library for me.

lalalalala.

woke up this morning and it seemed to me,
that every night turns out to be
a little more like bukowski.
but god who'd wanna be?
god who'd wanna be such an asshole?
god who'd wanna be?
god who'd wanna be such an asshole?

and i'd forgotten about this song (modest mouse's bukowski) until someone brought it up in conversation.


nothing much going on, got the grog shop artwork open but nothing's coming to me. teaser: