So...

I'm here at work, didn't want to be here at all today, but I have far too much of a feeling of responsability to just call in. I'm tired and I'm frustrated. I'm one person in a copy center, the only full time employee trained back there. Here's hoping today goes fast and painless *crosses fingers*.

I've had this weird feeling of being on autopilot for a long time. Like I'm this walking shell with not much left inside.

I went last week and spoke to someone at the Art Institute in Denver. Since then, I can't stop thinking about the school and the campus. The artistic part of me really wants to go, but the logical side is thinking about the money, the time its going to take, and the commute. I'm supposed to go again on Wednesday, but at this point I'm really close to putting it off.

I've been so exhausted and yet I can't stop moving. I've decided to make our diningroom in our apartment my creative corner and computer area. -_-

All clubs and other crap has been moved to the Shoutbox.