So much to blog about. There are some things that I'm really cranky about that I can't write about because it's none of my business. I will say this, I don't like it when my friends aren't happy and things aren't going well for them. So, hear me, universe, cut it out.

This last week of not reading was eye opening. I didn't realize how much time I spent reading things on line; email, blogs, linked articles as well as random Googling, hours are lost. Hours that I could be writing or putting up new pages on websites. It's something I have to look at seriously.

The week before the nonreading week was spent with eva8. I was able to show her some of my city and take her to her first two live comedy shows; Joe Klocek and Jake Johannsen were the headliners. I think she had a good time. There was thrift shopping, China town shopping (most of the fine art stores had wooden penises in their windows which varied from pinkie-oh-honey-I'm-sorry size to footstool size. I still don't know what that was about.) and lots of walking. It was fun seeing her I was pleased that I could introduce her to a couple of my friends and wish that more of my friends were around.

I feel like Iwas not as time responsible during her stay as I usually am, I was late meeting her every day. I can see now that it was that overwhelmed thing that sometimes keeps me from getting out of bed, and I can say that I'm glad that I was only late. There was a chance that I could have been unable to get up. That really drives it home to me. I didn't realize how much being overwhelmed was and is ruling my life. I really wanted to spend as much time as possible with her and couldn't seem to find a way to modavate myself to leave the house any faster than I did.

Must think about this, more later.

I'm on week 4 of the Artist's Way, the week that I must endure reading deprivation. I'm not sure if that means posting on my blog, or if that counts as writing. I have a week of fun to tell you all about but I don't know if I'm allowed to.

I'll read that chapter again and see if I can find a more clear understanding. Except, I'm not allowed to read.

Well, fuck.