I’m not going to draw today, I swear. I’ve been drawing insanely much lately, and it hasn’t helped the Angles chapter get done at all. That is my focus today. That and cleaning my apartment.
My insomnia is almost hilarious. After a six mile walk and a sleeping pill, it took me two and a half hours to fall asleep (and I use the term “asleep” loosely), and then I was up again four hours later. In this case it’s useful, since I wanted to get up early anyway in preparation for getting up early tomorrow. New job. Training starts at 7, and it’s an hour’s walk to get there.
I have more to say, and this time I even remember what it is, but at the moment I don’t feel like typing it all out. Gotta go find some Red Bull and some breakfast.
Ok. Maybe this is first mention. Man, I swear I read your entries and then suddenly I miss things too.
Ah. Life.
Well, considering I was too lazy to actually announce that I had a new job. Journals are for bitching about insomnia and mentioning food a lot, not for writing about important stuff in your life. Right?