i'm gonna figure out what's mine
i've been really busy lately, doing all the wrong things.
and not looking for a job.
i must say. when you live in a house full of artists for years at a time, well the crap just adds up. especially when you have a revolving door rommate system. at the moment, i'm the one who has been here the longest, and that totals two years with the exception of the 4.5 months i was in LA. but each time people have come and gone they leave a little piece of their lives, a little piece of their soul here, and it certainly adds to the flavor (and crap in the hallway) of this house. we have musical instruments galore, lights, film equipment, sewing machines, cameras, unfinished canvases, the list goes on and on. it's revolving door artistry. i promise.
today i woke up early, 7am ish, and it was my day off and the house was just driving me NUTS. i cleaned the kitchen, the porch, the living room, and then i took all of rach's stuff that i was planning to sell on ebay and just dumped it out in front of the house. this shit has to go! i feel a little bit better. did the dishes too. went to therapy. made a new hoop. this one is 2 shades of red and silver. a bit on the small side though - boo hoo.
there shall be others....
i need one with some velcro crap on it.
and a double hoop.
oh, why am i so inept? i made an appoinment with career services. i'm going to go in and fling myself to the floor and beg that they show me some job search skills. immediatly! how do you find a job when you don't even know what kind of job you want? and then karen called me today and gave me the number of this guy to tape shows but like...i don't really want to tape shows and i haven't even called the guy back...i just have no confidence in this....i barely even want to perform hoops anymore, they've been just for me...i don't know what my deal is....and i just keep thinking, talking with mark, what should we do.. let's just wash it all away, it works for the good times when i'm talking with joshua about his AA meetings and hooping in the park at midnight.
i don't know.
gotta make some phone calls.
feel better about myself.
salvage some sanity.
*larisa
and not looking for a job.
i must say. when you live in a house full of artists for years at a time, well the crap just adds up. especially when you have a revolving door rommate system. at the moment, i'm the one who has been here the longest, and that totals two years with the exception of the 4.5 months i was in LA. but each time people have come and gone they leave a little piece of their lives, a little piece of their soul here, and it certainly adds to the flavor (and crap in the hallway) of this house. we have musical instruments galore, lights, film equipment, sewing machines, cameras, unfinished canvases, the list goes on and on. it's revolving door artistry. i promise.
today i woke up early, 7am ish, and it was my day off and the house was just driving me NUTS. i cleaned the kitchen, the porch, the living room, and then i took all of rach's stuff that i was planning to sell on ebay and just dumped it out in front of the house. this shit has to go! i feel a little bit better. did the dishes too. went to therapy. made a new hoop. this one is 2 shades of red and silver. a bit on the small side though - boo hoo.
there shall be others....
i need one with some velcro crap on it.
and a double hoop.
oh, why am i so inept? i made an appoinment with career services. i'm going to go in and fling myself to the floor and beg that they show me some job search skills. immediatly! how do you find a job when you don't even know what kind of job you want? and then karen called me today and gave me the number of this guy to tape shows but like...i don't really want to tape shows and i haven't even called the guy back...i just have no confidence in this....i barely even want to perform hoops anymore, they've been just for me...i don't know what my deal is....and i just keep thinking, talking with mark, what should we do.. let's just wash it all away, it works for the good times when i'm talking with joshua about his AA meetings and hooping in the park at midnight.
i don't know.
gotta make some phone calls.
feel better about myself.
salvage some sanity.
*larisa
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