magicbeans. nothing if not awkward.

and i did get up pretty early this morning. although not at eight when my alarm first went off. but i didn't head directly out to studio. actually, i didn't head out to studio at all.

it was pouring. and cold. and i haven't really done much work for sung ho's class in three weeks. between the fact that he lost my zip disk with the most current versions of all my files, which has left me seriously discouraged, and the fact that my main studio literally takes up all of the time that i'm not physically in other classes, working, eating, or, very rarely it seems, sleeping.

and i haven't skipped a class in a really long time. and i feel lousy about it. i've spent the afternoon sitting at home alone, somewhat depressed, as if it were a sunday afternoon, listening to fairly downbeat music and snacking.

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on the walk down to the beb after dinner it occurred to me that i miss molly quite a bit. when i got home there was a message that she had called. i'm not sure if it really would have been a good thing if she had gotten ahold of me because i think people can easily get the wrong impression of what i'm thinking or feeling over the phone. as if to prove this, nikki called later and the phone call just felt awkward.