14 May 2001
Last year: But there's the helicopter, isn't there?
Bah! The weekly trip up to Fort Lee has been postponed until tomorrow. Normally I don't curse the delay of meetings, but these have actually been useful, informative meetings for me. Also, there's not much more I can do until I've been to a meeting to have some things ironed out. So I'm kindof stuck with nothing to do today.
I take that back. I do have things to do. They just aren't work.
Damn, damn, damn but I wish I could draw. I keep imagining these beautiful scenes... I've thought about taking photographs and learning to doctor them, but I'd still need models for the basic poses. Damn it all. Maybe I'll look into finding a class somewhere, after all.
Two-dimensional foundations, and then life drawing? Or do I have to take something else in the middle?
(My brother took art classes. He's no Rembrandt - he works much better in three dimensions than two - but he gets his ideas across. Me? Most of my electives were music-based. You'd think, after the crushing humiliation of learning that I can't sing worth a hoot in the 7th grade, I'd have either given up or gotten real voice lessons. But no; I took Chorus all the way through high school. How dumb could I be? At least I wised up enough to take Photography my senior year, even if it concentrated more on mechanics than artistic value.)
I wish I were rich. Then I'd have the leisure to pursue all the things that interest me.
Or at least more of them than I have time for now.
But I'm proud of me. I actually silenced the clamor in my brain long enough last night to realize that I shouldn't start a new Hall session at 9:30 in the evening. So those of us who were online just sat around and talked until about 10:30.
I'm trying to figure out what the appeal is, right now. Only a couple of weeks ago I had been groaning under the weight of extra sessions, thinking perhaps that I might drop out of a while and rest. Now I can't get enough.
Maybe it's the fact that there aren't any major plots running at the moment. We've been swamped with plot after plot after plot for months - maybe I'm just enjoying the lack of momentous happenings, and wanting to play frequently because I can't believe it will last much longer.
Ah, well, whatever. At least I got some sleep last night.
Word of the Day:
receipt - recipe; the act of receiving; something received (usually used in plural); a writing acknowledging the receiving of goods or money
Currently Reading:
- nothing
Current Projects:
- Kris' afghan
- garden