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Diary of A Mad Artist
09/17/2008 07:43:24 / full of life
Dear Diary? What's that? Sounds like talking to a plant. Yeah Yeah, plants are people, too. Hey, I'm a tree hugger.
I have scheduled every day this week to do certain tasks: Monday was business paperwork and PR, Tuesday was work in studio, today is writing, tomorrow is for studio work and Friday I will balance check books and do computer work (prowl internet, make templates, update web site, photo new works and download - the usual).
This worked in theory but it is not working too well with my ever changing moods. Where are those M&M's ? I keep hiding them from myself and actually forget where I put them last. This reminds me of a story:
Many years back (more than I care to remember - or could), I shared an old country house with another artist who was a nut for being healthy and fit. She was disciplined with work schedule and health routine. Well, she had a weakness for those marshmallow cookies coated with chocolate - me, too. I bought some at the store when she was on a diet and she asked me to hide them from her so - I did. Come Saturday morning, she is up an at 'em.
Shrieking screams come from the back porch, "What is this stuff all over my clothes?" "What stuff? What clothes?" I ask as I run to her. "This!?!?" she proclaims as she holds up a very feminine pair of under panties. "Are you using the clothes dryer?" I indquire. "Yeeaaah?" comes her answer. "Well, you found the chocolate cookies."
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