Life Not Quite Imitating Art in These Foolish Things

  • April 13, 2015, 3:49 a.m.
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Started to write many entries in my head. Not really sure what’s going on in there.

I’m annoyed with myself lately. Just for various reasons.

I let the Bulldog get under my skin and it’s itching really badly.

I procrastinated so long with my car lease that I let a couple of things expire (tire and wheel protection, the actual lease, etc.). I HAD to lease another car by yesterday, so I did. I’m happy with my option:

BMW 2 Series Convertible

It took all day yesterday to secure this baby.

So by the time I was done, it was too late to attend a couple of gallery shows that the Bulldog had invited me to, but he’d also invited me to go to an after party (after all of the big gala affairs were over) that was supposed to start at midnight. And by golly I I wanted to go to a party!!

Got totally dressed to impress, art party style and the party actually ended up being somewhat of a bust. By 1:30AM, we left - but I wonder if it got going at 2AM or something. I’m sure.

Slept in this morning. Brunch and then art gallery walkin’ at the Art Fest going on in town this weekend. It was quite fantastic, and I’m so happy I went.

Drank too many mimosas at brunch, plus one more glass of champagne at the festival, and I have been out of it for the rest of today.

Tomorrow’s gonna be a long one. The start of a really long week.

Like I said at the beginning, I have a lot of partial thoughts swirling around in my head. Need to formulate and perhaps write them down when they start to make sense.

Night night.
Love,
GS


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