The weekend was good, except the part where I didn’t go swimming at all. But I did manage to go this afternoon right as the whole floor had to file downstairs for an exciting fire drill.

I did some more painting this weekend. Tempted to call my artwork stupid and childish, but who cares. It’s not like many people will ever see it. But I still really enjoy doing it. And practicing it and trying to get better. I’ve never been to art school, but I have been looking at things since I was born. Art is seeing! And music = listening. It’s true.

Anyway, so tonight I’m going to finish the painting I started on Saturday. It is a square picture of little pink and green cupcakes. I’m making it on a piece of scrap pine I found in the garage. In fact I prefer to try to paint on junk if I can, because it sucks to spend money on stuff that is really just crappy practice.

Bleah. In spite of the swimming, today felt kind of cruddy for some reason. Maybe when I get home it will be better.