dung beetle fortified

blog post blag post slog post... i don't utilize this thing enough. ad infinitum.

current status: Columbus Limbo, but Triumvirate Kitten Heaven. i am a little bummed out that i didn't get to nap with Kipling today. today was one of those glorious days when... when... when I THOUGHT I WAS OFF WORK AN HOUR EARLIER THAN I ACTUALLY WAS. so i missed my Spider Kipling Kat Nap. booo. hisss. so it was run home, take a shower, poke kittens, run out the door and go to school.

yep. back in school, but (again, ad infinitum) to what end? i'm now 40 and i'm an artist. the plan was to take classes at Columbus State Community College and then transfer to Ohio State University to major in some art field... Printmaking, Illustration, Art History, SOMETHING... but quite often it's overwhelmingly Sisypheian. ( no, i don't even know if that's an actual word, but i'm using it. no, YOU look it up. hmph. ) my former Drawing teacher, Shawn Hennessey said, yeah, i can draw. my former 2D Design and Painting-Independent Study teacher, Stacy Leeman, said, yeah, i can paint. both of the English professors i had were so impressed by individual papers that i had written that they asked to use them as examples in future classes. last quarter, when i walked forward to hand in my final exam and retrieve my essay from her, this professor -a PhD no less- looked at me and said, "Wow." she docked me 2 points for writing a paper that was twice as long as required. 98%. she also was of the opinion that i should be getting paid to write a column or something... >guh.< people do that, i know. i have no idea how to go about that. none whatsoever.

let me say at this juncture, that NO, i do not capitalize most of the time except for proper nouns or to add emphasis to words. i don't always indent either, but this is just the case with blogs or e-mails. papers are another thing altogether. i mean, if i can get through the anxiety and all that crap first, once i do write, i try to do it all "by the book". HOWEVER, i try to punctuate the best that i can remember how and i generally often have a thing for double-spacing after a period. i guess it's a leftover from typing classes in the late 80's when i was in high school. i'm told most people don't give a rat's ass about double-spacing anymore. WAY more importantly, i try to correctly spell everything and stick to general grammar rules, though i have been caught making some of the most base and vile misspellings that i ridicule others for doing. i hate it when i do that.

okay, where was I? okay, some professors think i should be a writer, some think i'm an artist, i think my Pre-Algebra teacher thought i might lean more towards the maths or sciences, but i have not liked Geology or Algebra one bit since having to get back into those areas as pre-requisites. bleh.

me? i think i'm an artist. i think i always have been. unfortunately, the last few years... i really don't do a whole lot of art. there are so many reasons and/or excuses... that i'm going to choose at this moment to not chatter on about them. yammering on about them, as i often do, doesn't seem to yield results.
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...andohmygosh, i'm getting tired. maybe you are, too? not only do i have to get up at 6am tomorrow to go to my day job, but i also have an Algebra exam tomorrow at 3pm. so that's it 'til next time.