magicbeans. nothing if not awkward.

so i dreamt that i was being pursued by members of a secret society (which over the course of the dream began to include more and more of the people around me, in full-on paranoid mode) whose symbol was a circle with a dot in it. in the dream, it was as if i was both the main character, trying to escape, and a viewer watching a movie of this, so that i would know, as the viewer, when each new person that i encountered was a member of this group, but as the character i wouldn't know. which is harrowing enough in movies when you're not that character.

someone's feeling overwhelmed by their work.

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i did catch up (mostly) on my dots today. ten dots onto the second fifty, the first location, i sat down to draw, made four lines on the page, and it started raining. so i came home, ate lunch, procrastinated some, then went back out. finished up the second fifty dots, went back to the spot of my unfinished drawing, made four more lines, and it started raining again. so i'm still one drawing short. and i didn't get around to developing any of the four rolls of film because claire was working furiously in the darkroom. but i'm closer to being on track.

of course i also feel like my head is going to explode. i'm worried about the presentation of this project. my art history paper is looming closer and closer. it's been over a week since..