Wednesday, February 9, 2011


Wake up. It's sunny... of course it is. Which means I'll struggle all day long with an inability to come to terms with the fact that I can't go surfing becasue I have other "more important" things to do. I just had a dream that Hayden Christensen was my boyfriend. I have no clue where that came from. So many things I have to do, and no energy. It's one of those days when I have to convince myself to brush my teeth. 

Get dressed. Nail a board to a window that the rats are getting in through. Oh yah, brush teeth. Go to high school (NOT for myself)... shoot a time lapse for high school project. Eat. Help write a ten page paper for a  high school senior project. 

Two things are clear. 

1. I have high school friends. 
2. They're using me.

Needless to say, I went through the whole day not completely present. It's what Alicia and I have termed Glazey. No... I don't know how to spell that.

1 comment:

  1. nobody knows how to spell glazey because when you're there you just don't spell