i was sick today.
after listening to David Sedaris books on cd for 3 or 4 hours, I ate dinner and started in on this vid.
my throat hurts and when I cough, I sound like a strange African animal, braying more so than coughing.
right now sleep calls to my grown-up side, while creatcreatcreate calls to my childside,
my head is alive with the bugs of life
and the excitement of youth tugs at my projections into future
I am so freakin glad to be an artist
so much more to say, head fogging as i type 'mo lata yo.
this short is called "i like u"
ps. charstarr: thanks for the feedback, I live for that sh*t! In all the dreary, self-pitying, 'woah-is-me, i am sick' moments at work today,
i felt heartened that someone other than myself thought my work to be of worth :)