This morning I got up too late and ran to the college to submit Lexie and I's entries into the Student art show. My battle diarama will probably make people mad if it gets in. I think it will probably get in for that reason. Artists like controversy. I almost missed the deadline, I snuck in the gallery and acted like I had a right to be there late, and my teachers bought it because mostly they like me a lot and do me favors.

Then I went to work. I spent several hours sewing a needlepoint of someone's family name to matboard. It is so boring. I listened to talk radio. Then I framed pictures this lady brought in of herself when she was 5 and innocent. It was sad.

I left at 5 and worked in my garden for 2 hours until the mosquitoes started to kill me. I planted 3-4 ferns. They looked like pieces of dead root. I love that they will turn into large green things from that. I planted something called "obediance". What a silly name for a flower. I planted bleeding heart. That is my favorite flower. The sun went down.

I walked to the mailbox in the near dark and there was no mail again. I got discouraged and kind of stood there in the road thinking about how tired I was. Then I remembered something I regret and just kept standing there.

Jason came over and we ate cookies and drank glasses of wine, then played blues music for an hour. That sounds kind of classy. Then Jason told me again about an elevator that they are going to build that will travel into the atmosphere of earth, into lower orbit territory. They will bring satelites and people and materials into orbit via elevator. It is really insane. He's really excited about it, like how Chad is excited about buying land on the moon. I am not that excited about anything in space.

I read whatreallyhappened.com like I do everyday. I listen to news radio, read news websites, and watch CNN coverage so much everyday that I feel I could take on anyone in an honest debate of information.

I am going to go watch Say Anything and work on a painting, alone. It will probably make me sad. The painting is of bleeding heart. There are words across the top that say "It will grow". Bleeding heart is my favorite flower.