Lets just say for the past few weeks, including the weekends, my usual bedtime on average is 3am. Not bc I get the privelege of going out, party, get drunk, and be a true New Yorker___ but more sadly bc of the workload. My whole body aches, and my shoulders are so tense that they need a good beating to let them know that its ok to relax again. I'm in desperate need of a full body massage, acupuncture, and maybe a masseus (those ppl that steps on u for a living) too. I managed to get 2 of my major projects out of the way. Starting to think of ideas for the next ones, and I jus wanna hibernate right now. Havent even been able to carry a normal phone convo with Kaslong bc I'm always in the studio in the basement that has no signals. So we've been carrying on convos thru each other's answering machine, funky.
Heading home 2moro afternoon. I have classes on Wednes, but fuck that. And I get tues off so mite as well get out of here asap. Would've left earlier if not for the presentations 2moro. Owell.
I miss my nieces. I miss my queen-sized bed. I miss real fucking food. I miss my baby.
I need sleep and fresh air. I might as well declare myself a smoker just for living in NYC.
HAPPY THANKSGIVING GUYS. *Gobble**Gobble**Shoot me**Eat Me**.....burp.
November 21 2005, 03:01:57 UTC 6 years ago
November 23 2005, 03:37:00 UTC 6 years ago