Lazy (Every)day

You're right. I did spend most of my weekend watching RuPaul's Drag Race, X-Files, and eating half-priced Valentine's Day chocolate.

It's been a rough couple of weeks, so this past weekend, I just decided to stay in, set up camp in my bedsheets, and refuse the sunlight a little more than usual.

A few things, though:
* Other people's long hair keeps getting stuck on me.

* When both the sink and the tub have poor drainage, the last thing I should be doing is plunging both till futility in a wifebeater and my Jeffrey Dahmer glasses. When it was clear that nothing was going to budge, I continued to do it out of sheer scientific fascination. I should have just called our generous and wonderful maintenance men the first time. Sorry, Chris. For insisting on showerlessness for up to 3 days. I'm sorry.

* I can't eat eggs anymore? Long story. Doesn't matter. I can eat things with eggs in them, though. Cakes be damned, I will continue to devour them whole.

I had a Guinness milkshake, and it was as glorious as I'd dreamed. Subtle, friendly, delicious.

Here's a video with a musical group singing at a bear in a zoo.

I need to learn to say no

All right, a list again. I find it focuses my thoughts the best. Also, my Google calendar helps me remember. This doesn't say much for my quickly-fading memory at the decrepit age of 26. Weh.

I got sick twice in one month.
Yes, it happened. I had a full-on, stay-at-home and eat everything "cold." And then I felt great for 2 weeks. And then what was a dehydration-related post-drinking gross Sunday turned into a sick sequel. I'm going to stop trying to understand it and refuse to give it anymore power by refusing to believe that it's real. Deal wit it.

I was a guinea pig for NYU.
I got $25 for helping with an audio experiment at NYU. Pretty straightforward, and pretty fun. One of these things is not like the others. It was one of those days where you should just stay inside, and I was more than happy to escape the cold.

Ate some great food.
I think this is a given every week. And yes, I'm a brunch person. Moreso, I'm a lazy breakfast person. I love pancakes. It has the word "cake" in it; what's not to love? I had a waffle with bananas, apricots, chocolate and something else, but the waffle was a wrap, like a falafel sandwich. Those people are on to something!

Got a fourth job.
Are you even surprised? You shouldn't be. I do plan on bringing it down to 3, and keeping it at 3. These are all "They're very part time, and they could dry up at any moment," so I keep them all around. I accumulate them. Just in case.

I remember when I was first moved here and it was dry like the Gobi, and I always saw that "Now Hiring" sign at United Colors of Benetton down the street from my apartment. I kept thinking, "Well, if after Christmas I don't land anything, I'll go in." And I probably wouldn't have been hired, because I don't have any sales experience. Having an anxiety about people in general will make you less appealing in sales.

I still need to get my shit together.
I'm working on this new project, which will cull all of my hobbies together into one performance in mid-April at a 2-day festival in Boston. I'm telling you this, because it's important that I finish it. The project. It's important that I finish this project and show it to people.

I'm also almost finished with my 4-piece set of portraits that I started so many months ago. It's mostly been art as therapy, keeping my hands busy, and making some special ladies in my life look like Zoobilee Zoo vampire people. It's totally working and it's awesome and fun. I'm thinking I might do another series of friend-related "portraits" and call it Frankenfriend. Just, you know, shit. In my brain. That I'm thinking.

OK, back to your work. Talk to you guys later.