magicbeans. nothing if not awkward.

feeling a little bit better today. still stuffed up, still coughing. but no more chills and muscle aches.

worked through lunch. ran into sung ho between classes, we both seemed to be in a hurry, nothing more than exchanged greetings, no talk about my motel project from last semester. came home for a quick dinner (molly tagged along to take some digital pics of her project). then back to the studio to work, work, work.

i think that three different people told me tonight how dedicated i seem. i'm always sitting at my desk. working for hours on end. somehow i still feel like a slacker. i still feel like i get nothing done. i work, but never really accomplish anything. and it seems like i've been in studio less this semester than ever before.

i guess i'm much more productive and motivated than i was in high school or whatnot. but i'm not sure i'll ever have the drive that my streak of over-achieving perfectionism demands.

i did stay in studio until four. but that's not the sort of drive that i'm looking for. ideally i'd be able to work steadily throughout the day, feel comfortable with where i was in the evening. have a nice dinner. relax. get to bed at a reasonable hour. wake up in the morning feeling refreshed and ready to tackle more problems.