I know, I know. My next blog post was going to be about being queer, but I’ll have to get to that later. Today I want to talk about painting. Oh, how boring!
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Out of My Skin
Since this past Friday, I’ve only had three cigarettes. I’m pretty surprised. And I figured I’d be in a state of deep depression or lying in bed this whole time, which hasn’t really been the complete case so far.
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There hasn’t been much movement on the painting front at all, but I’ve definitely been moving. I’m keeping busy and I’m checking off all sorts of shit on my to-do list, which I love to see. Checkmarks are like my best little buddies.
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As usual, I’ve been up to no good. That’s “slang” for being overly busy.
Continue readingFailed Intentions
This has been a hard week. I wasn’t going to talk about this. It’s embarrassing, or rather, I feel ashamed. But we wound up adopting a dog last weekend and then returning him to the rescue three days later.
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