A flower for your vanity, a penny for your thoughts

about the worlds insanity and how we've gotten lost.

today was grand. aside from adventures in gas-fumed bread it was simply marvelo'
last night i spent 3 hrs drawing, i did a pencil copy of Jacques-Louis David's Death of Marat. i guess it turned out okay, there is a lot with it i am not pleased with. facial expression, slightly misshapen arm, a loose copy i suppose. well those 3 hrs ended around 3:30am. I decided i would pull a carpe diem, and seize this day. i woke bright and early at 8:30, ate breakfast and showered. ive actually NOT been tired all day. dono got home early as he has finals this week. on sunday i got some bread from church, the same day the gas can in my car tipped over. this fault was issued with much consequence. my car wreaks of gasoline and the said loaf of bread suffered greatly. the side of the bag holding the honeywheat was torn a bit. in 3 days it soaked up the thick air as a sponge to water. i didnt know this. i made egg salad and spread it on this seemingly wonderful free bread. im halfway done and donovan digs in, "dude the bread smells like gas." "no way, yer probably just smelling me, cleaned up the spill." soon after his 2nd bite he states "NO, this bread tastes and smells like gas." at this point my delicious sandwich is 2 bites from demise. i give it a final smell and YEP! smells of gas, i also realize it tastes like gas. hmmm. this caught up with me later, dizzy, lightheaded, weary legs...

moving on. donovan and i rescued abi from the stale confines of NWU. we went to Redmond Town(e? i should know by now) Center. STARBUCKS, i still havent retreived my final paycheck and tips. i saw some old friends and an enemy i suppose. Kristine was still there as well as john, mary didnt see me or i was ignored, oh well. thennn came JEN LEFF, she despised my long hair and happy attitude. i asked her if she could grab them for me as the store was very slow (very relative to this store)at this time. she went in the back and then came out quickly. i asked again and she gave me bad "IT TAKES A MINUTE, CALL AHEAD NEXT TIME" attitude so i left. oh 5 minutes previous she tried to get me to buy some food and a drink, haha, i used to work for you idiot, say "hi"-not "buy!"... leaving the center(or is it centre?) i noticed more posters near the dumpster, we gnabbed em. abi suffered most, having giant boards above her head for 20 minutes, im sure hitting her head from time to time.

We watched EULOGY, starred ray ramano (we got it cos he had a mustache), hank azaria, and a few other people...really funny movie, dark comedy i suppose. most of the jokes stemmed from a degenerate father figure who had died...eulogy. i recommend it, highly.

soon came AWANA, i played kickball with the older boys, they whine too much. i suffered much emotional stress, yelling and begging for them to comply. it was fun.
then came the little ones, we did a whole lot of nothing. ran around with heads in baskets and arms flailing. lame. i need more organization for them, i feel i am failing. they deserve more than what i give. then came the mid's, hahaha, when they came in i was "playing" DUCK DUCK GOOSE with the little ones. there was much harassment and heckle. sooooo i made them play what the younger kids played. the2nd grade boys were found to be tooooo cool until it began, they had fun. we soon kicked our way into 3 intense innings of fun. during this time i "suffered" a few short blackouts, a wave of darkness sweeping over my head. kinda like when you stand too quickly. i also felt really weak, i attribute this to my lack of food after i consumed deaths sandwich. after awana i went to some teriyaki with david g. im pretty sure its called yummi or something to that effect. i bought hairdye, tomorrow morning i shall accomplish this task. im goin for a squad five-o look without the layered-rockstar look.

tomorrow i will draw.
farewell my readers with small voices, after all...its delicate.
adam