September 13th, 2001

firesea: self-portrait


this is my first night alone at home in ages. i almost don't know what to do with myself.

but i've done some dishes, played some piano (found a new Chopin etude to learn), and redyed my hair. now if i can get some sketches done for Bill's commission, sweep the living room, and look up a few things on javascript, I'll be all set.

but that defeats the point. the things i've gotten done so far I've done because I didn't think that I had to do them. my motivations are so backwards. i'm having a good time right now, though - should relax and enjoy the moment. but it's strange.
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