I am so tired because I didn't sleep last night. I work at 8:30 in the morning tomorrow and then have a doctor's appointment to goto. I should probably goto bed, but I really, really want to draw. My dishes and dirty clothes are building up around the house and I need to go food shopping and give away one of my cats. I really hate that bridge-gap between wanting to do something while not wanting to do anything while feeling like you should be doing something and the entire time the internet is sitting in your lap saying, "Hello, look at this picture, and this... and this... on and this, and that too." I want to play video games. I want to sew up some of my clothes. I want to draw. I don't know what to do, but i feel like drawing is most important despite how many holes i have in all, but one pair of my jeans. And all my sketches are sketches of sketches; dim, light lines describing loose concepts only i can probably figure out. Better than my old little "notes to self".
Is this a blog yet?
Here, have pictures.
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