>The Glow In The Dark Stars on My Outer Space Pillowcase Are Keeping Me Awake
December 14, 2006 § 6 Comments
Today was a bad day, and I am realizing that I have to be more honest with my workplace when I’m frustrated. I can’t keep it to myself because it will find a way out of me and it’s better to be direct than pent up. I don’t do pent up well. Never have.
I’m not anywhere near tired. This is the pattern: begin my week pretending to be healthy, then stay up really late several nights mid-week, and finally, drag myself through the last days of the week. This is not a good pattern. Note to self: work on this.
Aimee Feng Shui’d my apartment. It’s a really big improvement. Someday I’ll have a digi-cam and harass others with pictures. In the meantime, just know she made it work in a major way. Dad, the big tall bookshelf is now lying on its side and it looks way less precarious and way better.
I’ve been wondering lately why it’s so satisfying to read incredibly real-to-life fiction, but living incredibly real-to-life nonfiction is not so satisfying. Seriously, explain this to me.
Tomorrow, the store is closed and we will be supervising a film shoot. At night, I’m going to a reading. (Tomorrow is actually today, but later.)
Right now, it seems much more important for me to be in the habit of loving things– like writing, New York, my apartment, random strangers– intensely and not worrying so much about having things love me back. There’s a part of my brain that decided I need to actively pursue what makes me excited and happy and curious. So that’s what I’m doing.
Music That’s On:
Birthday mix from Riva.
New Club I’m Starting Right Now:
Conspiratorial Artists (I’m not sure what we’ll conspire about, but I’m now accepting members. We can discuss our thoughts on conspiring at our first meeting.)
Which is worse? Listening to Britney Spears or Nelly Furtado?