Good Work?
Saint Louise Was Listening On
11:52 a.m. || 2004-09-08
It seems like as of late I just have a perpetual headache.
The funk of an electric bass is wafting gently up through my floorboards, through the carpet, and computer chair, and suddenly I am overcome with a wanting to go back to bed for another couple hours. All I have wanted to do these past few days is sleep.
Another call for advertising, phone books, and I keep thinking I would really like why can't I get a call for billboards like Elisabeth did? Seems like good work.
I don't know what I'm doing anymore.
Sad and exciting all at once.