The bags under my eyes want their own zip code

Believe it or not, I wake up each and every morning with the intention of setting some time aside to update this website. Unfortunately, time is even rarer than it was before, and my slacking on writing is largely due to internship related responsibilities. In the last month and a half I’ve been credited for the graphic design in a zine, called every library in the Bay Area asking for unwanted books (Scored 60 boxes worth from the Friends of the San Francisco public Library and sifted through them before they were used in my gallery’s current exhibition. Found a very well kept version of Alice in Wonderland and Through the Looking Glass from the 70s. Sweet!), processed what felt like a million literary award applications, outlined a trillion graphics in Adobe Illustrator in order to turn them into vinyl wall stickers (again for the gallery show), been asked to redesign the official logo for the organization’s website, attended several meetings for a possible curatorial project in August and finished some art work that correlates with our current exhibition and will be displayed in the four main bays at a BART station in the Mission as a public art piece.

And for those of you that don’t speak art-geek, that means HOLY SHIT I’VE BEEN RIDICULOUSLY FUCKING BUSY.

It’s all very exciting though, you know? Especially the BART project, which I assure you I will exploit on this site as soon as I can find my camera in the abomination that I call my bedroom. I woke up this morning and discovered that I involuntarily slept with a soy sauce packet leftover from the takeout I got late the other night, and on top of feeling taken advantage of, I was overcome with the feeling that the white suburbian trash part of my genetic makeup is just dying to fully escape and take over the world. I’ll probably be up until 2am tonight doing laundry. No joke.

The only reason I’m posting now is because I’ve had like, twelve cups of coffee and I’m putting off revising the three fiction pieces I have due in class next week. Would you believe me if I told you I carry coffee creamer around in my gigantic purse? Because I do, because that’s how often I NEED to drink coffee, and it’s hazelnut biscotti flavored just in case you were wondering. I also have a bottle of mouthwash and floss with me at all times.

For all of you planning on pursuing the life of a writer/art lover in non-profit, be prepared to buy a bag giant enough so you can live out of it. I found the one I currently use on urbanoutfitters.com and the first thing I noticed besides the great price was the little sales pitch next to its photo which said: “If you can't fit it in this seriously oversized Deux Lux satchel, there is really no need for you to be carrying it around anyway.” –I knew it was perfect right away. I chose the tan colored one, and even though it looks like a very subtle sandy color on the website, it actually has a greenish tint to it, so when people ask me where I got it, I tell them I skinned Yoda. Funny? No, probably not. What my sense of humor resorts to when I’m running on four hours of sleep every night? Yes, definitely.

Honestly guys, I’m not even complaining. Life is actually pretty great, and keeping busy makes all of the hardships and emotional issues that I've got going on on the backburner that much easier to deal with. I have no intention of letting GAS fall to the wayside at all, but I feel like I’m finally finding my niche in the world, and if that means that I can’t post as much as I’d like to, I’m okay with that. The solution for now? Twitter, a.k.a. the best thing since sliced bread. For those of you who don’t know, Twitter is best explained as micro-blogging, each post containing one hundred and forty characters or less. I tweet all the time from my phone and from the web, and you can either check them in the column to the right of this post (see that nifty little blue talk bubble?) or you can follow me at my actual Twitter site, here. See? I’m doing what I can to stay in touch. That's how much I love all you Internet people!

Hang tight, things will slow down soon. I hope.