it’s hard to type with a cat laying on my arm and shoulder.. oh good he moved.

today…was up way too early to go to griffiss sculpture park. it was interesting. though all i wanted to do was sleep. the sun came out as soon as we left.

work sucked. the end.

since i began dealing, and since it turns out i was good at it, i’ve been talking about taking some auditions when i’m out in vegas. i had sort of let that thought fade into the background, because i began thinking that maybe i don’t want to go out there yet. maybe i don’t want to leave this area yet. that i was/am (unfortunately) becoming established here and that i can’t/don’t want to leave yet. and then i realized today that i have absolutely no reason to stay in this area. i have nothing to stay here for. the only thing that i sorta have to stay for is a decomposing empty train station that won’t miss me when i’m gone. so i’m going to look up who’s hiring out in vegas so maybe i can put some applications in afterall. i have to remember to go see frank at new york new york because when he left here he told me to find him and he’d get me a job.

it hasn’t really been a good day mentally. just sorting things out in my head the last few weeks and trying to come to terms with certain things and stop kidding myself about others. same old same old no big deal. but vacation seems perfectly planned once again. i need to get away.

king of the hill. hank hill goes to las vegas to try to find his father who ran away. hank goes up to a dealer.

hank: have you seen an old man about yay high possibly shouting obsenities
dealer: welcome to my world

HAHA!