Permanent Vacation

I might as well use the high-lighted green keyword of 'vacation' for this blog, since I am on a permanent vacation anyways.

Same shit, different day. Though I was at the coffee shop drawing portions of the female anatomy, then I was outside having a cigarette, and the girl that was in the cafe on her laptop was bending over and showing me her cute little caboose, pointing right at me. I wanted to grab her by the haunches and give her some good ones. That's what goes through my mind, I don't apologize for being a hetero.

My coffee was good, one cup was enough today.

I'm on a permanent vacation. I don't work, except on my art. Now to get paid would be nice. I don't know how to go about doing that. Otherwise it looks like I'll be working at the ball park as a vendor again. At least I have that option. Better than nothing.

I keep having thoughts about my oldest brother, it fills my mind with stupid crap. I don't know why I bother, it drives me insane thinking about him, because what he says makes no sense. Parts do, but not his entire routine. I have to take into account that he claims to have seen God, Jesus, and even The Holy Ghost. Other people he has seen, he claims, as if they were real, are Moses, Joseph Smith, and it goes on. I don't know why he even bothers to tell me this stuff. It just makes him look like a lunatic in my eyes.

Meanwhile, my two other brothers called me using their webcams. I'm going to buy one today so they can see me. That will be fun.

Time for yoga class, I guess I can't get enough, and it makes me feel good for the rest of the day.