apropos the question of the day
blogging bores me lately. or maybe i'm just bored. that's probably it--i'm working so much lately that i hardly even leave the house and unless i write about how great my shower was, not much to write about. oh, that's not true--plenty of things to write about. just SICK of reading and writing since i've literally been doing it 10 hours a day for a week. and two more to go!
it's taken me a month to finish the novel i'm reading.
i bought a new yorker two weeks ago that i have yet to even open.
tonight the tv is on and this is the first time i've watched tv in weeks and weeks.
the only place i've been in 10 days is the airport to pick up masa.
but trip coming up with crystal and joe to quebec city. that will be GREAT
and another one in june to TO.
and august to the west coast. so i should just put my nose to the grindstone and deal.
just a temporary funk that has taken hold of me. not unhappy. just tired, i guess.
i always do too much. it's my curse - i need to be busy and then i overdo it and wear myself out! stoooopid.
blah blah blah
i'm having "itchy feet" lately, too, and want to get out and see the world, take a BIG trip: backpack through southern turkey or take a train across russia. rent a villa on some greek isle and do nothing but read big paperback novels and drink white wine.
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Right now I'm trying to compress the (canonical) history of photography into 20 minutes or less for a lecture tomorrow. I'm about ready to weep.
Baking is my only saviour. I should bring you some chocolate cake...
funny, i was actually thinking about this. i love baking and it's something i would do every day IF i didn't then eat all the stuff i'd baked. masa doesn't eat many baked goods, neither does marie. so that means i will eat them. THEN i will have to go to the gym and it will another thing to think about and do! i need neighbors who eat, but the few neighbors i know are all granola hippie types who only eat organic. the others i don't know.
it's time like these i wish i had two or three teenagers at home who just ate in that way teenagers eat.
Yeah, my offering of chocolate cake was partly selfish: I'll need to get rid of it (I'm baking it on Thursday). It's really good...