so i went to the art fair. it was cool - there were a lot of pretty things there, although i felt guilty looking at all these artists' work with them sitting right there and then not buying anything. but then, my favorite piece had a price tag of $2000. it would be nice to have the kind of money that i could go to an art fair and actually buy the things i wanted.
then again i never want to be the kind of person who has an art collection.
anyway, now i'm at home watching Zoolander and reading a book about cowboys. it's 8 pm and i'm thinking about bed - i haven't been getting in bed early enough or sleeping well lately.
so pete has this theory, which apparently is true for him - if he is alone long enough, he'll get so lonely that he'll crack and make friends out of desperation.
i've realized that i'm not like that. if i'm alone long enough, i'll stop thinking i need to hang out with people. i've got so many books to read! and so many things i intended to do! so many craft projects, so much sleeping, so many cats to pet ...
maybe pete's other theory is right - that i'm going to end up as a crazy cat lady.
i guess that would be okay. as long as i had a garden too.
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