Endless Thursdays, not.

Well, this is the last class for my computer education, so I will only have the library from now on. I have been very busy every day because I had to start with a new medication for my heart and it required an EKG every day for 4 days...and then I went to see Hal and then, well, the day was just shot to hell. But, I am going to be able to take this new med which will supposedly keep my heart in sinus rythm, which means I can do stuff without so much worry about throwing myself into fibrulation. Also, I seem to have more energy...the old Medication had the side effect of making me drowsy and depressed and this one seems better...more will be revealed. I am in class for the last Thursday and when I go home, I will work on collage. I really need to get my ass in gear. I keep remembering Daddy Bob's message "Shit or get off the pot"...also, "Spit in one hand and wish in the other one and see which one gets full first". Good advice...but, I still buy lottery tickets and spend my time dreaming. That's OK...I am a really good person, who has worked hard all of my life and kept my nose above the shit line. If that is all I ever do, I think, at this stage, it is enough. The Art is just a bonus. ( It is also a lot of fun) So, now I am working on collage but I am thinking that I really want to and need to write. I have so many stories. When I was visiting with Hal, I spent a lot of time listening to his stories and his life is so interesting (and long). I asked him if he would ever write because I think it would be good to preserve his experiences in another time that will never come again. Then, I started to think that I, also, come from another time that will never come again and that I have had a lot of interesting experiences. Not to mention the fact that I think that I write at least medium well. Andrew is always telling my that my phrases are great...(he has praises for my phrases...oh god). So, Blah Blah Blah...Next entry will be more put together...maybe this new medication is to blame.