list. LEGIT list. for actual things i actually have to do. this will help me remember since there is no pen around for me to scrawl on the back of my hand.
1) wake up. -f***! really? jk i love waking up.
2) go to school, get a studio and start awesomeing things out. -this is super exciting, because i've been studio deprived from last semester and having a space AT school to store/work on/get critique on work seems a vast improvement from basement isolation. also stoked for a fresh set of ideas to start sorting through.
3) kensington. -second resume's to: the house, and higher ground. also must go get 'treasure island' from used book store, and potentially inquire at the rocket about iron-on material for future shirts and sweatpants.
4) oil change. -it's time scout. it's time. for the trip to edmonton this weekend, the fact that you've been sitting still for 3 weeks, and pre-road trip conditioning for san diego.
5) grocery shopping. -there's not a lot worse than being hungry with nothing to satisfy it. guilt free of course... roommates always have food but now i've accumulated bread debt. maybe some beer as good attitude reward for a good productive day so far.
6) clean room. -for real, not just tidy. a true, deep, down under clean. this couch i'm on hasn't moved since i moved in. the first time. mebe some 'for kicks' fung shuea or however you spell it. room alignment never seemed like such a fun idea. mebe i'll find treasures.
7) letter writing. -i have fallen off of this train in the michigan travels... time to catch up. including a rebuttal to a double sided 5 pager from the lovely joanna of switzerland.
8) drawing. -various projects for various people in various countries for various levels of happiness giving.
9) roommating. -get back in touch with the fellahs/bran. /... replace bran since she's opting out in a month.
10) avoid sin and conformity to 'sleep' routines. -hand check! don't sleep, it's only 4am! WHAT IF YOU WANTED TO SEE THE SUNRISE?! sleep will ruin this potential.
i feel successful already. oh look, a pen
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