When I was unable to sleep Tuesday night, I hit JD's site, and I learned that he had captioned all of his art work there. Very interesting stuff, being able to look into an artist's mind... only that part that he lets us see, of course. Just like this journal isn't really representational of the whole me. Sometimes it's only representational of what a small part of me is like during a small slice of time. Whatever *that's* supposed to mean, heh. Anyhoo, I did get more sleep last night, and I was really happy 'bout that. And today wasn't really too hard on me at work, either. Busy but no pressure, no major emergencies or screw-ups.... I have been taking my camera back and forth to work with me, getting pictures of people there. Little do they know... well, besides, 20:27... Occasionally I run out of things to say here... well, I don't really run out, I just lack the energy for the proper elucidation, and I hate to leave something half-said or even worse, all said and only half thought out. Anyway, the point is that I should stop now. In the Mail: On the shelf:
I really love my camera.
Well, yeah.