Category Archives: I’m a Crazy Artist

hmmm…

it is best if I follow MY instincts

often when have wanted to do something, instead of just doing it, I have delayed it (forever) by asking others how THEY think it should be done, then getting super upset because their answer is at odds with my own instincts.

in the end, it is best if I follow MY instincts, not others. even if I’m wrong, often.

otherwise, who’s life am I leading, eh?
:)

Therapy is cool. It helps to teach me such things.

Note to Self, 2 10 2015

Note to Self, 2 10 2015
going through with things and getting them over with, instead of fretting about them “so incredibly long that they NEVER come to pass at all, for decades,” seems like it’s almost ALWAYS the better idea.
I mean, if you’re gonna wait THAT long, so long that it becomes forever…
(hey, I know, this is what I’ve spent much of my life doing, putting things off in fear due to perfectionis…)
just do it indeed.

Thought of the Day 2 10 2015 ()

Thought of the Day 2 10 2015
I love Parenthetical Phrases, I do, but alas, this might not be one, chuckle.

I also love Excesses of Adjectives.

I ALSO seem to like Capitalizing the First letters of Words that I want Emphasized in their proNunciAtion…. sorta like the CalArts icon…. C and A… yes yes.

(I’m aware that that last one isn’t at all ok, grammatically. But this isn’t grammar; it’s art. and style.)

here’s to the ENTP’s. and INTP’s, like mother

here’s to the ENTP’s. 
and the INTP’s (such as my mother.)

I should like me an INTP, or ENTP, who happens to be a kind compassionate emotionally supportive “nice” person, indeed.

not sure that exists. we shall see.

or hell, maybe I should just keep on moving towards LIKING myself, such that I don’t rely “as heavily” on “other people being super soft and nice and lovey-dovey” in the first place.

My father is a night person

My father is a night person.

worked 5pm till 1am most of his life, as a copy-editor for the sports page.

somehow, I too am this type of person.

late at night, alone, without the hustle and bustle of PEOPLE to interact with…

the internet is the only wild card that can still destroy this situation.

here’s to the ENTP’s.
and the INTP’s (such as my mother)