wailings of the wind

I awoke this morning to my puppies horrific wailing, and for being half-awake, i probably haven't ran that fast in a long time. she's okay now. she just ran into a wire that most likely caught her neck and got scared.

a girlfriend of mine wants me to go on a fast today. no food at all. too "clean" ourselves. Here are the things we are allowed: coffee, water, and cigarettes. (?)cleanliness and cigarettes don't really match to me. no gossip or cursing either. which i like the idea.

my birthday is tomorrow. i work. no big deal though. i really don't have anything planned and no one else does either.

what do people think of me? a constant thought that runs through everyone's minds. even lee's :) . i know some people find me strange. other's quirky. but he finds me plain.
i dont think it will matter in the end, although it is interesting to find out.

got some college stuff today. i have about 8 weeks... I'm a little nervous. a plain piece of paper with a little note saying we must do a self-portrait. we can be as creative as we wish but it must be mounted, this is a tradition of the school.
so immediately i began to freak out, to overthink the whole process. where to begin. what do they consider creative. what other people are going to do. i can't really draw or paint. i'll look like an idiot. the thoughts of why the hell am i going to art school ran through my head.

a strange idea came to my mind and a grin to my face. i think i know what i am going to do. i'm not for sure...but if i do i'll let you know.



oh the wind will not blow me down.