Lately, I’ve been sort-of sluggish in the evenings, only to gain a second wind around midnight. Tonight is different. My body is slowly winding down after a satisfying evening of dancing with myself, capturing a skyline at dusk (my nice way of saying that I was too late for the sun), and thinking about lots of things like:
I should change my attitude at work, no matter how much I hate log veneer, and Highlands Ranch.
“Manhattan is an accumulation of disasters that never happen.” I didn’t think of that, Rem Koolhaas did. I thought about it a lot though. It’s a quote from Delirious New York, which is on my newly acquired reading list that I received in the mail from my future professors. I get excited whenever I get mail that isn’t junk, but I was really excited about this one. I jumped up and down..for homework!
I’m going to be so old by the time that I get married, my bachelorette’s party will consist of me and my girlfriends inviting the chip n’ dales to play bridge with us, and it’s going to be so fun!
I need to have a few really bad hair days so that I don’t hesitate to chop it all off on Saturday morning. I’ve never been one freak out over cutting my hair. What’s with this unfamiliar anxiety?
I should sketch more often.
Dancing is so fun (just not so much with other people)!
