my quote for the day. it was a ‘fuck it’ kind of day, following a ‘woah’ weekend..
i spent four hours lying on the floor in my loungroom last night, trying to come down from a state of hyper-real despair/anger, brought about for the purpose of that galant craft, ‘acting’….
blug. i’m ok now though.. its just one of those things you have to go through, and come out the other end saying something like “woah, what a trip.”
then today, today, darryl decides to take us all through the ringers with a ‘thou must commit to the project’ session, a ‘session’ that lasted all day.. a little airing of grievances, but not enough (though more was unlikely, considering that the people who actually have problems with the project, were absent), and though i know of the problems that exist, it’s not my place to air them. let’s just say, it’s best if it comes from the horse’s mouth. so, i said my piece about my stuff, and said ‘fuck it’ to the rest of it. it’ll all come out in the wash.
and i’m relying on clichés again, but ‘fuck it’. i don’t care today.