blur of life

[lllookalive]

the past week has been this big smudge on the radar. i dont remember where days end and new ones begin anymore. i have this continuous cycle of work-food-work-food-sleep-food-work-work-work-food-sleep-work going. my color wheel is almost finished, so i'm beginning to judge time passing on the number of gooey, multi-colored hats that populate my room. right now we're at ten. two to go. and then lots of nails being pounded into boards. i got a few hours off this past weekend to have some fun and as you may have read earlier, the choice of entertainment suckedl; but hell- it was a break. i have an absurd amount of stuff due next week. most of it for lifedrawing. not too bad. three of us (the nerd-corner inhabitants) are having a 24-hour work party from friday afternoon to saturday whenever. and i want to go see boogeyman after that... huh. i've also been up way too late recently, so hence the whole fuzzy chronology bit.
i just have the perpetual feeling that my life of late consists of a continuous series of drawings. i'll look down and my hand is just doing its thing on the paper. i'm an art-automaton. i kinda like it. the other day i woke up from a doze because my hand was moving on its own, tracing sketching patterns on my stomach. that was surreal.