I took this on the way home from Watervalley. Really it was a crap picture, but I went into Photoshop and wow, it looks good enough to post.
Tomorrow there are plans, for my father and I anyway. We are going to go out and run "errands" which is just the manly way of saying "shop." I am getting up at the respectable hour of 9:30, and yes I know this is early but I have faith in my ability to do this.
Tomorrow I will drop off my resume at the art store. Even if I have butterflies in my stomach about leaving my current job, and working and all that stuff my mother said, it really seems a lot better. Plus, handing in a resume doesn't mean I am officially working there. Though I really like the thought of it. I do kind of feel bad about not showing Beljit my grad pictures like I said I would.
Tomorrow is my dad's birthday. He is very excited about this. We are having a party and my Grandmother and Aunt are coming over for dinner and then some other people are coming over after. It will be fun, or so I keep saying.
Matty gave me a free slurpee when I went to his store tonight. He's a nice crackhead anyway.
I worry a bit about my grandmother. We stopped in to visit her this evening and she looked really stressed. Like she did when she had the "big spell" a few months ago. I worry. I hope she's just tired. It just makes me angry sometimes.
Tomorrow will be good though, things will get done and the structure I crave will be in place.
1 Comments:
I live with 3/4 boys. EVERYTHING is "errands".
okay that totally looked like threequarters and I meant three-to-four. yeah.
I love you! and I bet you won't guess who this is. Wait, no. actually, I bet you already know. cause you're crafty, and I'm obvious.
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