Question?

This might be so lame that I want to kick myself in the face but when I'm happy and sleeping... those don't have to go together. Sleeping makes me happy but I don't need to sleep in order to have happiness... nevermind. I have no motivation when I have all this sleep and all this happiness and all this time to waste when I should be: making 2 more posters and fixing #1, finding a good print place to print them, finishing my resume, writing my artist statement, keeping up on my laundry (tho this was done today!), and trying to save money. AHHH!

I halfway half-assed worked on my resume today. I got the paper ready for poster #2 but don't feel like bitching about anything in order to write something nasty. I didn't get annoyed by my least favorite people... what the hell is God playing with me on the other side of the fence now? He's like yo-yoing my life. Yoing. Zoink! Plop! Crack! Wack! POW! ZAP!... this is fun ..



Who votes blond and who votes brunette?