Procrastination...

I should be getting things put together for New York... I should be going to the gym on a regular basis... I should be looking harder for my soul mate to live happily ever after with...

I should get a checkup... I actually haven't been to a doctor in over two years... for all of you out there do not follow by my example. In Grad School our health insurance sucked - now I have Washington Basic Health but I haven't gotten my crap together to make an appointment - now I'm leaving again. I guess if there's a tumor growing in me somewhere I'll have some good resource material for my artwork.

So... I tried to upload a video that I shot the other day but it isn't working... damn.

The hair is getting better but it still needs help... and yes I did face my fears last night and made the calls I needed to.

The big blow off...

Let's see - things I'm blowing off...
The gym.

Okay, maybe I'm not blowing off too much... but I also hate being blown off by other people. I hate being ignored... maybe if I didn't think about things so much it wouldn't bother me as much as it does.

I hate it when I expect something from someone and they don't follow through... Maybe I just expect too much from people.

So if you haven't guessed I'm irked off at someone. They don't read the blog so I could name names but then it would just turn into one of those TMZ - Perez Hilton blogs... I'm all for gossip, but within reason.

Today I am going to be receiving my first paycheck for my temp job. It will be nice to start saving some money for my upcoming adventure (if it ever materializes... speculate as to what it might be now!).

Today I am also going to see the chiropractor... maybe he can take care of all my post race ailments.



This is the building that I work in... some people call it the Ban Roll On Building... I think it looks like a big diaphragm.

Getting back to blowing off the gym... maybe I'll set out my clothes so I can go on the way home from work...

P to the R to the O..

crastnation! I am not doing that good of a job keeping up with my crap... okay, I take that back... I am a fairly organized person but I just FEEL like I'm not keeping up. I'm sure compared to others I'm fine.

I REALLY need to work on my artist statement and applications for shows.. but do I? No. Maybe tomorrow I can get up earlier than 8am.

Today a curator came to the studios to do visits... I couldn't talk to her long, but she told me to send her images and an artists statement. I guess that's incentive to get off my ass.