artsy weekend.

I NEED to make art, art of all sorts. It's thrusday and I am making this coming weekend my artsy weekend. Meaning= I'll paint, take photographs and write. The whole weekend I want to dedicated to art. Saturday night Ry is going out so I'll have the whole night to paint my little ass off, sometime on Sunday I want to take a good photograph, I've been thinking of taking a picture of me posing as dead; weird I know but my dark side has be tugging on my sleeve for a while now and I think it's time to "die" in a picture, I have a great idea for it too...can't wait to pull it off. So, it's settled...this weekend will be dedicated to art in all forms (or at least the forms I can do) Saturday is national relaxation day so, I'm thinking of hitting the beach, nothing beats the beach when it comes to relaxing. I dont know, no plans just art.
My mind has been out of control lately; crazy dreams...crazy thoughts...maybe focusing on art will help me sort my feelings out or at least add for color and form to it, can't wait to paint.

monday's blahs

I feel so blah...maybe is because I just called that job just to find out they already have someone there, I guess they needed to hired someone right away. Maybe is because it's such a slow day at work and I only have a specific amount of websites I could visit before time here gets repeditive and dull; maybe is simply because is monday. I'm trying to lift my spirits up before I pick Abbey up; I really hate picking her up in a bad mood, although seeing her automatically lifts my spirits. I guess I'm just thinking about the negative. I'm not seeing the fact that I have a job and are able to pay for what I need and even a little more; I'm just focused on my defects. I really need to go back to the jogging track tonight, my ankles killed me last time and I'm not lying, it sucked. I gave myself a week break and now I have that "laziness" guilt all over me so, I need to get my shit together and go jogging tonight. *sighs* I think the little vacation time I have coming up it's much MUCH needed. I hate having so much time to think; need to somehow let it go. This is what's happening and I have to accept it, so in other words...fuck it.