Wednesday, July 27, 2011

Whatcha, Whatcha, Whatcha Want?

Here are a couple journal entries from earlier this month. 

July 6, 2011
I teach classes for teenage girls.


July 5, 2011
 I do not teach classes about falling into a jar of Nutella, but I could. 

Because I've always kept a journal, I hope that most of them will get burned or used in sleep clinics or in the lost art of handwriting classes.  But when I write with the intent of making some meaning of a day and not repeating my long list of complaints or flaws, I don't feel like burning them.  When I remember to draw, I feel like sharing.