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Don't care anymore

Ex nihil nihilo fit.

Pardon the stereotypical gothiness of this, but everything sucks. I am, put mildly, unhappy. There are a number of things "wrong":

Sometimes your body says no

I was planning to go to Michelle's new night at the Element Pub and take some pictures. I was a bit tired so I thought I'd have a little nap on the couch before going. That was around 7:30 last night. I woke up at 6 am this morning. I guess I was more tired than I thought. Oops. Sorry, Michelle.

Oringinal post:

Just another streetlight on the road to dusty death

Today was just another day.

I woke up a bit late and missed my call to Research In Motion. Oh, well. I'm not really "the grass is greener" type and this just may be my own subconscious telling me that right here is good enough. I fed the cats, drank my coffee, ironed some clothes for the day, showered, dressed and wandered away toward the shiny skyscrapers full of dull people.

Pissed off

I'm sick of all the fucked up crazy people. Listen up: It isn't cool to be fucked up. It isn't cool to cultivate your stupidity. It isn't cool to need 4 different pills to make it through the day. Stop cultivating it and get over it. Just because there is a label for your disease doesn't excuse your behaviour. Grow the fuck up.


Much better

I found a much better way of "photographing" my recent paintings and have re-done the pictures of the most recent six in my portfolio.

I need a better camera

Well it's done. I finished the painting of Daevina. The photo of it looks like crap, as do most of the photos of my paintings in my portfolio because my digital camera is cheap like borscht.


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