I babble because I am going stir-crazy.
Apr. 2nd, 2004 12:05 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
whitereflection*looks at piles and piles of books to work on, slumps* Extraordinarily nice out. But have to be at work for another five hours. Can't leave, have to save vacation time, not fritter it away. Then have to do four loads of laundry, bills, and Japanese homework this evening. Always miss extraordinarily nice days. (Tomorrow is language lab homework, errands, assembling that bench with Kelly; Sunday is Leslie's game, Japanese study/review esp. kanji...)
...bright sun, glowing blue sky, golden green things growing...makes me want to paint. Wish I had a good standing easel. And canvas on frames thingys. Dick Blick is having a huge sale, but I truly have no funds.
Re: class. I think too slow. I write too slow (really, really too damned slow). Suckage.
Am barely getting jack done at work. When I am actually concentrating and applying myself (not now, obviously), I'm going so blasted slowly through everything.
I am Moleasses Woman. See me creep through my entire life. DX
...bright sun, glowing blue sky, golden green things growing...makes me want to paint. Wish I had a good standing easel. And canvas on frames thingys. Dick Blick is having a huge sale, but I truly have no funds.
Re: class. I think too slow. I write too slow (really, really too damned slow). Suckage.
Am barely getting jack done at work. When I am actually concentrating and applying myself (not now, obviously), I'm going so blasted slowly through everything.
I am Moleasses Woman. See me creep through my entire life. DX
