yesterday I sanded down a skateboard and painted it.
i was feeling inspired, and I did a fantastic job. in my opinion at least.
it is true what Holly said that one time about depressed people making better art.
i was depressed yesterday, and didn't feel like talking to/seeing anybody.
i felt a little like i imagine wade feels sometimes.
vanessa came over though, and that made me feel better for a while, because her laugh is contagious.
i painted all day, and had to venture out in the late afternoon because I needed white ACRYLIC, but i only had white oil. so i went to Mona Lisa and bought white acrylic. I went for the cheapest, and I now konw why it was the cheapest.
then I layed on the couch and read some pages of a book.
then i made chili.
then i talked a bit to mr. evans.
then i went to the NEW market mall with Ron.
there is a LUSH store in there, and that cheered me right up.
came home, read my book in my bed, with the cats purring to me in surround sound.
how nice of a way to fall asleep.
got woken up by craiggory at around 11pm, but if there is a nice way to be woken up, it's from a nice phone call from your boyfriend.
love,
Twyla.
