12:24 a.m. - 2001-11-05
05112001
I've been listening to Tool some, again.
I've been considering what's going on with me. I'm really unwilling to do anything during the day, but once midnight hits I want to work. I mean, I really want to work. I'm going to go back to my room, I can't go to John's room, it's no longer his: he has dropped out, now.
I want to work and I want to make myself better. I want to be the best thing I can be. Is that even possible? Not as I am now. I don't have the motvation. I hear that comes with age because you lose the idea that you don't have all the time in the world.
I'm thinking I'm going to work on the color scheme for my painting. It's a self-portrait, nearly full sized.
Anyway...
Chris the Abject
