elgac's Diaryland Diary

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Wait for what?!

I have illusions of grandure that's for sure.

I hate waiting for a person to call.

So I'm not.
But also drinking expresso and smoking cigs leads to an antsy frame of mind.

Suppose my drunkin self didn't hear the brush off.
Compainionship is what I am really searching for.

I started to unpack my art supplies. I missed them but now I have to sort them yet again. It's all part of the draw really, pausing to ponder ownership of say a gallon of liquid laytex. That's a keeper, shit's expensive, strechy, and toxic, what more could you want from life.

I really am a girl with stuff lots of it. What would be said about me? "She had a shit ton of books god damn it. Not to mention that foot high pile of paper. What does she really think she can make in that tiny ass apartment?"
I'm in the middle of stuff strike, where will this go?!

As to the graphic designer, I shall return to my uninterested yet charming self. Sex is to much of a distraction. I have seen the pros and cons, I need to lean away from sexual contact.
Besides this the longest I have gone woohoo lets keep it going.

9:08 a.m. - 2005-08-19

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