A whole lot of nothing happened in the studio today – I am sickety sick sick! When we go for walks, I keep telling Wiggum that mommy is sick and can he please pee and/or poop faster, but it doesn’t seem to be having any effect.
I hope I’m well enough to get my Improv book done this week. I’m starting to get nervous.
Holy crap! Am I right? The thing is a beauty.
I am beside myself over Sarah-Lee’s generosity and I’m on standby in the event that she wishes to take it back (and she should). I really suck at accepting gifts from people.
I have wanted a typewriter so I can type labels for my three library card catalogs. It seems only right to not use technology on this job. In fact, I’m loving the idea of making artists’ books with typed pages. Now I just need to buy a ribbon…