The fourth fat day in a row, of eating for comfort when I'm not hungry, just in anticipation of boredom.
Tomorrow it's dance, so I won't eat before that. Thursday I will draw. Friday its party time. Saturday I have to buy birthday presents and then go to another party. What I really need is another job, and to get these drawings out to the publisher and some others to the art shop at University.
I looked at the wanted adverts in the papers today. Seeking. Men seeking women, women seeking men, women seeking women. I found a fifty seven year old bisexual. She of the Bovine and I used to laugh at them; now I'm starting to wonder if she's advertising. Lady of the house. She's not the sort that would. I found myself hoping she was seeking. I wouldn't care if she had placed and ad, or if she hadn't.
I had a long sleep today and feel like I haven't properly woken up. There's just too much; too much sleep, too many carbohydrates, too many jobs to apply for for a better wage and too much boredom altogether.
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