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4 de Octubre, 2006
Del Diario - Entrada #100406.1
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From the Del Diario Series, entry #100406.1.
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• i hope as more bio pics get published, i get less crazy over choosing which stupid 2" photo will represent me to the world i think i spent two days on just that choice, spent more time picking out a photo for the contributor page than i did writing the damn article! • i need someone to manage my time, have projects and jobs that are waiting, novel needs to be finished, album needs to be finished, money needs to be made, i'm still so bad at managing my time where is that damn oil main or gold lode that will enable me to hire someone to do nothing but worry about the shit that i hate dealing with? • why is doing artcommerce always a matter of playing guess the price? i hate haggling, hate playing money games. just tell me what you are offering and i can decide if i want to charge more or less for my work/time. i hate money games, make me sick and sad and tired. of course it could all come down to the fact that i have no idea what to charge for a talent that i've always had, that i love using, and that really can't be priced in any sensible world. what is my time worth? more than you could afford, 'mano! • wish i could type my junk in the sun. glass walls, ceiling, or balcony would work. never satisfied, silly human. |
• have to allot more time to practicing spanish. feel i'm at a point where a lot will start to come together, network the neurons, paving synapse what with all the past tense and conjugations...wish i could move right to mexico, although LA would do, too for diving right in, i love the system of conjugation, like Latin, one sound for one concept, and a billion ways to tweak the sound to connote different forms, makes sense to me
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kick it, ése.