Woa

I had completely forgotten I started this.

What's even scarier is I can't remember who "you know who you are" even was! I feel like there was one person in particular asking me to blog...but I've drawn a blank. This is a little haunting since I've been feeling more and more like a senior citizen as the days pass.

I've been wanting to get back into art so I went and bought pastels today. I was a dumbass and bought regular pastels (aka: chalk) instead of oil pastels. Needless to say my drawing looked like a blind 5yr old had drawn it with their teeth...so I've gone back to playing the role of "frustrated artist".

I saw a dermatologist today. He was one of those doctors who obviously had failed his Bedside Mannerisms exam, because he was trying way too hard.
He had this bizzare way of smiling nonstop with his eyes very wide.
As he described the mildly invasive surgery I was about to get - he was smiling.
As he told me I couldn't wear my ipod because I might get electrocuted- he was smiling.
"Now I'm going to burn the insides of the wound so the blood vessels are sealed...." He said to me with a manic smile.
It seriously was disconcerting.
I tried to small chat as he filed away at my arm.
"Sooooo, what got you interested in dermatology?"
Such a weird afternoon.



I'm sad from being a workaholic.

Once this job is over, I will be as free as a naked baby running across a lawn, giggling hysterically, while his parents try to chase him down.
THAT kind of free!