R: For the last two days I've used my back as an excuse. I've curled up on the couch with a book or stared blankly at the television convincing myself that I am in way too much pain to go to the gym. It'll just aggravate things, I tell myself. I'll go tomorrow, I promise. I really haven't seen Miss Congeniality in a while and it's such a quality movie; it'd be a shame to miss it playing on TBS.
I'm a sucker for rationalization so it really takes a lot to make me get up and moving when I've already settled for being warm in my apartment. Also, I've got a ready excuse any day of the week: my back hurts. I don't use it a lot on other people, but boy am I good at taking pity on myself. Unfortunately, it's on the third day when I'm suffering from poor decisions made at lunch and a mild tension headache that the shame induced from looking at my sneakers is too overwhelming to ignore.
You win little Nikes. You win.
C: It might not seem like much now, but this is the beginning of a very beautiful thing. M bought this 5' x 3' canvas months ago, and we have had plans to collaborate on a piece even months before it arrived. We have dreamed of everything from two giant sedative pills (yeah, that was mostly my idea) to all over graffiti-style imaging (M's, of course). Of course, M has had much more experience with creating artwork with tangible media (though he hasn't updated recently, see his Flickr for examples), but I've only really painted once (I did this for M) unless you count elementary school, or more recently R's birthday when we painted pottery in Brooklyn. Otherwise, I mostly stick to digitally created art.
We finally settled on a plan for this canvas, colors and all. I won't give anything away, but M has marked off 3" squares so far. It should be done by our January mensiversary, this Saturday.
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