sugarpill

I need a new profile pic. But not today.

I'm reading China Mieville's "King Rat" and it's effing awesome. There's a bunch of books that I want to read but I'm trying to pace myself. Trying not to make reading my primary activity.

Yesterday I spent two hours wandering around in a huge cemetery in Troy taking pictures.

I haven't been sketching as much as I should be. I've been sitting around, a little bored, thinking What am I going to do now? and I have no good reason for not spending the time drawing. It's not like I don't have stuff to do.

The ants got in the candy jar. Fuckers.

I tweaked my webpage a little.

I'm really enjoying the spring/summer thing. Except for the bugs. But it's nice to go outside and be outside for longer than a coffee break. I watch all these people who can escape from their plastic atmosphere's for a half hour, maybe an hour lunch. Trying to enjoy the day for as much time as they're allowed. Doesn't it seem retarded? Unnatural? Perverted, sick, and self-destructive that all these people lock themselves up in their offices, their cubicles, their SUVs, their pre-fab homes, away from the world?