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Thursday, May 08, 2003
I was watching TV last night and a couple was arguing. One snapped out at the other, and their response was, "I deserve that." Seriously, who really says that? No one, that's who. And, oddly, the office smells like a mix of wet dog and wallpaper glue this morning. Wednesday, May 07, 2003
From my latest update from the Madagascar Institute: Holy fucking crap, spring is here and it is drink from the firehose time at the Madagascar Institute. There is so much going on that there is no time to think the thoughts of "What the fuck am I doing with my life?", "how did I get so broke?" and "shit- is he dead?". Come to the Madagascar Institute, and watch your nagging doubts, existential crises, and guilt over neglected familial and financial obligations be swept away by the glorious stream of, um, whatever the fuck it is we do! Who cares that I have no idea when my sister's baby is due or that I forgot my own birthday or apparently totally missed boot season? (tragically, I shit you not on all counts). Quit whining and be an ArtStar, cause it does not count as denial if you say you are making art! Sunday, May 04, 2003
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