21.34/01.31.07
It seems like when you go two steps forward, I go five steps back love. I keep having dreams and I wake up crying. Even now, I'm all bleary eyed. It's silly, because I shouldn't be sad. These dreams are just me being lusty. They don't mean anything, they're just sex filled dreams of the past, filled with snuggles and kisses that followed. That means nothing, right? It doesn't mean anything. :sigh: Rough day at school. Perspective went well enough. It's cool 'cos we're doing shapes now and learning how to view them at angles and different sight lines.
Intro to sculpture, I wanted to kick myself. I had a bad "session" during lunch and regretted it afterwards, but ended up making a great drawing for Intaglio. Cut myself up some more wrestling with the chiken wire. Finished my armature. Putzed around and comtemplated the rest of my day. I just wanted to hide my head in the sand. It was that kind of day I guess.
My t-shirts came in. That was really quick. I ordered them monday and they were in by this afternoon. Talk about your speedy delivery. If Amazon.com was that fast, I would've had my venture bro's dvd. ; _ ; But whatever, I settled for Space Ghost. Watching Gothika right now and scaring myself shit less. Tomorrow will be a better day. I start my day off with Al, how could it not be a good day?
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