Work is such a drag. I mean really man. This is the first week in long while that I have worked 5 days in a row, it probably seems worse because I actually have a few side projects going on that I would rather be spending my energy on. Secondly, Jennie called me tonight at around 8 and wanted to know if I wanted to go to a swank fashion party with her. I declined as I was beat, and hadn’t showered in 3 days or shaved in a week… She told me that I “sucked.” She was joking, but I can’t help but despise working a job I don’t enjoy for making me suck.

Tonight I read my friend Jessica’s blog, she just arrived in Berlin, and I think she was pretty scared. Her descriptions sound pretty amazing. I wanna go, or at least see New York that way again.

I googled myself tonight and found this article, my quote:

Wamego resident Matt Cassidy, who also helps paint the murals, said he enjoys seeing museum visitors admire his work. “The environment is awesome,” he said. “Everyone who comes in here loves it. People just freak out. It’s been overwhelming.”

I am pretty sure I didn’t say that.

I need to log off and draw, I am going to try and draw for at least an hour every day.

PS. Yesterday I saw a giant pig on n. 6th street, and tonight Peter had a cake with a toy baby delivered to our apt because he found a toy baby in a different cake, isn’t religion wierd?