review and focus.

Here I am procrastinating again. It's almost 3:30. I have class in 5 hours. I don't know how I'd get through college without copious amounts of coffee and Adderall. Obviously, I'm not focusing- but that's besides the point. 

I hate writing lesson plans. I am in this art in elementary class, and I have to write 4 of them a week. It is pretty easy, but still takes me forever to do them for some reason.

This could be one of them.

I feel so rushed.

But I also like staying up all night and biking to class when I am almost to the point of hallucinating, from being so exhausted, and always running late.  Kinda like how I like feeling hungry to the point of nauseation. Feeling leaner until the point of collapsing.

I am so anxious for Wednesday. I'm going to Richmond with some of the printmaking guild and my print professors for the Southern Graphics Conference- the printmaking convention. I am so excited to meet artists from around the world,  see what other people have been making lately, and mainly, to be inspired.

Another plus would be getting out of town, having a few drinks with my professors, peers, and art acquaintances. I've been to Richmond a few times before. I guess about 4 times of actually going there to hang out. This past Summer, I attended C.L.I.T fest, and got to squat out the city with some spanish speaking lover boys, a couple of my friends, and a pretty large group of folks we picked up along the way.

Could've been the nightly naked rope swinging in the James (way to die, I know), or Becka's ability to attract flame throwers and carni-types of all sorts.

I just feel like I need to get out of town. I need to see something besides this town and the same faces. This is going to be a vacation for me.

Man. I just want to sleep. The internet is a black hole.