*Yawwwwn, sliiiide*

I think I went back to the dream where I was swimming in the grey sea with the islands floating past. I don't really remember today.

I spent most of the night doing practical stuff...dishes, laundry, groceries. The elevator was out so I hiked up the 8 floors to my apartment with my little bag of milk and apples and whatnot, and was so rattled and annoyed I left my key in the lock when I slung my grocery bag inside. (My nice neighbor knocked on the door and let me know so I could rescue them. Not bright, Ms Mausi, Not bright at all.)
I finished an ink drawing to send over to Jen's coworker on Monday, and today I'm putting money in the copy box for a few decent copies of my black-and-white work. I still need to revamp my artist's statement, something short and sweet and semi-professional. Eegah!!!

So this weekend I'll be drawing like frenzied art-monkey. But I think I can squeeze in time for the readings I promised. Sorry everything's so late, my life's been weird and my memory seems to have fused this week. What the hell's wrong with me? Poor, poor brain.

*Massages scalp to try to comfort brain*
Ummmm...yeah, I'm just a little nervous:)