Damnit
Ok I decided to keep busy at least with projects. I have three major ones that I want to concentrate on.
Heart ‘o’ Darkness
Just to review, this one is a cross country road trip to find the heart of darkness that lurks within the heart of man. It’s current status, is stalled. I’m still trying to raise up the cash for a vehicle, and/or sponsorship. I think I should stop starting my emails and letters “The heart of darkness infects our nation like a malignant tumor, it is fed through ignorance and fear. This tumor’s name is Gibby. I plan to hunt down and cut it out of it’s host. Gimme money”
Seriously, isn’t that so much better than “I’m going to drive the roads in a pattern to form a mis-shapen peace sign, freeload as much as possible, and harass countless people to conform to my version of peace. While I’m at it, I’m going to look down at them and be surprised when actual activists for peace think I’m on a joy ride”
The Novel
After 100 re-writes, attempts, read throughs, and trashings in workshops, I’m still working on it. I took a couple of breaks mostly because Ms. Brit was leaving and I wanted to spend time with her. Starting monday I’ll be returning to the WR, to start working on it again.
On a side note, I hate the WR. Sort of, I like the concept and technically I like the room itself. I find the majority of people in that place sort of suck (sadly I only have one person in the whole thing I talk to), but the rest are rather snotty.
Photography
I’ve been photographing more, with the Holga mostly. I figured out the issues with the frames on it. I found most of my developing stuff, I need some minor stuff in the way of bottle and chemicals. I found a lab that I really like to handle my color needs. At home though, I have the room for my scanner, and the plan was simple. Develop my b&w here at the apartment, scan in the negatives, then photoshop and print.
Guess what broke?
The scanner, God hates me.
2/8/2008
Too many choices
The problem is since Ms. Brit went back home, I’m left with too many choices. Like tonight I caught a movie, it ended 15 minutes ago, so now I have no clue at all on what to do with myself. I could go to a bar, I could get some food, I could go shopping for some cds or something, or I could go home play some video games.
But I really just don’t feel like doing any of that. I sort of just want to crawl in a box, and sleep until I’m forced to go back to work. But I don’t have a box at home that’s big enough and my closet is full of junk.
Any recommendations?
2/6/2008
So, that’s what it meant
Ms. Brit went home monday.
No we aren’t broken up, she’s just home.
No I haven’t been sleeping, remained social, or shave. I just haven’t or wanted to do anything since then.
It’s hard, I still half expect her to walk in, smile plop herself on my couch, and make fun of American foibles and TV.
It’s not happening though. It’s enough to make one bitter, or in my case even more bitter.
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