Lately, I've been spending way too much time dilly-daddlying. WAY TOO MUCH. Which is fine after ending a semester, but after two weeks now is the time to cut off lackadaisical intentions and focus. The time to do necessary and unnecessary things has expanded greatly and only an organized, not hungover individual can take full control of it. This will read more of a memo to myself - be prepared for boredom!
Monday
work
tvcarnage
gym
Tuesday
work
tvcarnage
gym
Wednesday
work
tvcarnage
gym
Thursday
beach - finish weekly book there
work on writings
gym
Friday
work
tvcarnage
movie/rentals day
Saturday
work/beach
foto shoots w. Jana
alcohol infused night
Sunday
roof sunning/picnic day
work on films/ideas
gym
Figuring out where to volunteer (like every summer), thinking about an AIDS clinic or an organization that is actually doing something about the BP spill. Wouldn't mind going South and helping with the cleaning. Ugh, thinking about the oil clean-up seems impossible. Fuckers.
Either way, I have time to think freely now and should take full advantage of it and finish/clean up some of the footage on my hard drive and spend time doing things that make me smile.
This is a lot harder to do without my organizer on hand. It's currently travelling around Queens and Brooklyn in my friend's car, having the time of it's life. Probably stoned in the backseat with my denim jacket.
Now that the boring memo stuff is over. Here are some relatable/funny postsecret postcards.
P.s The secrets out. I feel relaxed and the tension in my neck has evaporated into the sky with all the other toxins that seep out of hard working factories fueled by cheap labor. Goodbye you dreadful secret with your disgusting limbs trying to embed itself into tiny hard to reach crevices, finally me and my sister can be just that again. Us in our little world that nobody can enter, but us. The commitment to creating a stronger family has grown or at least many memories with no one shying from the camera.
