It’s 4:30pm... and I JUST Woke Up.
Wtf?! This needs to not happen again. I miss out on sinkholes while I was asleep!!! Last night was an adventurous night though. Worth it!
Every Day I’m Awake Even Later.
So I Begin.
I’m writing an adaptation of Medea. That begins with research. aka. A lot of reading on Filicide. (The murder of ones children) I’d like to have a first draft done within a month.
Someone Gave Me A Blank Canvas...
… but I don’t know what to do with it yet. (This is not a metaphor for life.) I’d like to paint something artsy, but idk. I’ll try to draw up some templates for it and see if I design anything good… maybe a collage of my favorite things? If not, I’ll just recreate a Banksy or something.
Two Hilariously Offensive Jokes I Heard In A Scene...
1. What’s long and hard on a black man? - First grade. 2. How are tampons and white woman alike? - They’re both stuck up cunts.
Don’t text me asking me to go somewhere if you have a shitload of errands that you still have to run.