Motiviation lies in the underbelly of my wrist
2005-02-21 : 10:58 a.m.


Holy crap, I need to take a shower. I've known this for the past, what, hour? And I'm still procrastinating by surfing the net.

If I didn't have material waiting for me at work to be bought I totally would go out and get some smirnoffs. Low alcohol and good taste. Yay.

For some reason I'm in rather a bah on the world mood this morning. Not a bad mood, but not a good mood, leaning more towards a sarcastic snort. Perhaps it's due to the fact that I woke up with an earache that not only split, but took every molecule of flesh and cartilage and systematically detontaed them all. It could also be the fact that it's snowing, I have a paper due tomorrow (which I haven't started), my at-home painting is due Monday and I haven't begun studying for my History of Art II midterm, which begins next week. I don't have a problem with the fact that I need to do them, my problem lies in the fact that I'm unmotivated to do them. Well, maybe not unmotivated to paint, but I really should be writing and I don't care about the topic. Thank God the paper's only 2-3 pages short.

Oh, and my deviantArt gallery is updated. Yay! Must shrink the full-size pics, though. Oh well, not on this computer.

"'Why, you have nearly finished it, Mr. Frodo!' Sam exclaimed. ... 'I have quite finished, Sam,' said Frodo. 'The last pages are for you.'"
ship's wake : on board : the horizon
All material (c) by Julie A. Snyder