my doctor gave me a preliminary diagnosis of mild narcolepsy.
HA! go fig.
today someone asked me what my hobbies were.
how could i possibly articulate - without sounding like a fucking weirdo with no life (i promise i have one) - "well, today i used my alvin straight-edge board to take documentary style photographs of the books that i own and then i re-arranged them, very anally and strategically, on the coffee table. then i cut pictures out of magazines and glued them into my many inspiration and collage notebooks"...........?
i spend my time very differently than the average bear, methinks. i need to stretch my creative and OCD muscles in that way when i get free time and the apartment to myself and i have nothing better to do.