So, I've hopped on the bandwagon of bloggers.
Since school's been over, I should be getting more sleep, but consequently I haven't. Partly because old habits die hard, but also because I'm trying to contemplate how to optimize my summer. I miss the structure of school. At least then, I knew what to do with my time. I find myself staring at the ceiling, the floor, and the clouds thinking about what I should be doing. But alas, I'm drawing blanks.
Oh, right...
I should draw. Sketching and doodling in my sketchbook always seemed to help me transcend problems, worries, and everything else thats bothersome. Sadly I've been neglecting my significant other. How horrible of me. I guess blogging will be my weekly whore affair away from my sketchbook. Or perhaps we can have what I believe the french like to call 'menage a trois.'
Sexual innuendos aside, writing things out is quite therapeutic. I'll be back another day to rant and hopefully with some sketchbook pages for you to enjoy. Til then take care stranger.
