whirlyknives

I've been a slack on this site for a little while now. Not sure why. I've sent in my application to take some classes at the community college this upcoming fall, just as a non degree seeking student, pretty much to just waste some more time without feeling like I'm wasting away before I decide where and why I want to go to grad school. I finally got my camera in the mail from NY, and it was well worth the wait. It's been so long since I've actually had a camera that was worth more than $20. This one is worth significantly more, but enough talk about that. I can actually focus with it. And it doesn't leave heavy white lines everywhere on the images.

The weather has been absolutely out of this world here. It's one of those things where, for maybe two or three months out of the year, I can understand completely why people would want to live in New Orleans. The other nine or ten months are still beyond me.

I also think Corrigan and I are going to be looking for a new place to live in the near future. Right now we live between three (3!) animal hospitals, and they smell of shit and the sound of a thousand rabid dogs barking every morning at 8am just isn't appealing to me anymore. Also I think we need more space. Not because we're at each other's throats or anything, but I have my art desk set up in the kitchen, and my computer lives on the coffee table, and our only closet is open from the staircase. Books, movies and records are starting to take over every inch of moveable space. No matter what, something is always in the way of something else. I used to think it was all worth it because it's a carriage house and we have no neighbors and we have our own private garden, with like twenty herb plants and kumquats and pomegranates and pretty colorful flowers everywhere, but now this beautiful little garden smells like sick doggy poo because of the vets. No longer worth it. But moving is so much work and money. We'll have to ponder this thoroughly.

Good day, all.