The Last Few Days

My iMac is making little *wheezing* noises. I hope ET is okay. My life over the past few days have been pretty unremarkable, so let's blog about mediocrity. I don't even know if it's been mediocre...I'm thinking whether 'mediocrity at its best' is a contradiction. So the big highlight of my life is that I've finally finished my paintings. This semester bore witness to 6 new pieces of work. I should be jumping for joy, but to be honest, I remain rather ambivalent about them. Maybe if I get some big fat cheques for them I'd start feeling a little better.

Monday saw the annual pap smear - I really don't like talking during a pap smear. I know that doctors try to put you at ease, but my idea of a conversation or even mininal chit-chat is not peering over the knees of my legs, propped apart, with a speculum in my hee-hoo. My mother once told me that the most undignified position a woman will ever experience in her lifetime is during childbirth. Nature sure is a funny mother fucker. The most beautiful moment of your life and it has to be flat on your back with your legs spread wide open as strangers peer and probe. Nice.

Anyway, I've been feeling very cynical in the last few days. I think it's about time I took a little nap.

Currently listening to: Angelique Kidjo - Black Ivory Soul