Whoa! What happened to Friday?

  

Really. What DID happen to Friday? I could have sworn I posted on Friday. I didn't? I don't get it. How did that happen? What's today? SATURDAY? Damn! Where did the week go? Oh... right... I've been in a funk and when I get in a funk I lose all track of time and days and of myself. WTF, self?

So here's the deal, I'm truly bummed out. I can't even begin to explain why. I mean, I think I know why, in fact, I know I know why, but I'm pretty sure if I begin to explain it we would all end up heading down a road we don't really want to go. At least not together. Well, I know you won't want to go there with me. Me? I'm pretty much okay with going it alone. (I know, right? WTF? Sorry.)

As you may or may not know, I finally finished my thesis (well, I'm still procrastinating on the last round of revisions, but I've got until next week to turn it in, so... plenty of time. No worries.). Finishing my thesis means I'll be graduating in May, yay. Wait, what? It IS May already? Damn. I really am out of sync with time. Fine. I guess I'll be graduating in two weeks. No biggie. 

Except, it sort of is a biggie, because what the fuck am I going to do then? I want a job, but I don't want a job. I want to move, but I don't want to move. I want to aimlessly wander the world until I finally find a place that feels like home enough that I might actually want to stay there for longer than a year, but I don't want to aimlessly wander. I want love, but I don't want love. Oh, wait. We weren't gonna go there, were we? Sorry.

I thought being at this crossroads would be more exciting for me, but it's not. It's not like it's even scary though. It's just... eh. I really don't know where I'm headed next, and I've been pretty much ignoring the fact that this is something I really need to be thinking about and addressing. Like, ASAP. But not tonight. Mainly because it's actually the morning, and I should really be getting to bed. Not that I have anything exciting to do tomorrow. At any rate...

Seeing as how it's the end of the semester, the BFA and MFA students are having their thesis shows. I went to one tonight (and one last Friday night). It was okay. Not as great as last week's, but it inspired me to start painting again. Well, that and the new Anthropologie catalog I picked up tonight at the post office.

So, I started a painting tonight. I'm really, really excited with the way it's turning out. Here's a sneak preview (sorry about the poor picture quality. I live in a cave.):

In case you're wondering, yes, I am painting on a deconstructed brown bag from a liquor store. And yes, said bag was acquired this evening when I stopped at the liquor store to purchase a bottle of whiskey. I really needed it. And yes, it's the same liquor store from this story. But no, Mr. Bum was not present this evening, despite the glorious weather. Maybe he was snagging free food at the opening for the BFA show tonight. Who knows. I know that's why I went. Not that I got any food. It was all gone by the time I got there (and I got there ten minutes after the thing started. Guess artists really are starving). 

At any rate, I intend on reconstructing the bag once the painting is complete. Like I said, I'm really excited about this painting. If I ever get around to finishing it, I'll post a pic. In the meantime, good night, sleep tight, don't let the bed bugs bite.