I'd Love To

I wish I had something deep and meaningful to write, but I feel like someone has strung up my underwear over my ears. Some might say I feel uptight. I might call it FREAKED OUT.

Guess what folks, I am moving across the country in a month. To be exact: 4 weeks & two days. This is what I have to do in the next 4 weeks and 2 days: Complete and publish my new 2006 calendar--10 pages to go; go see Graham's parents for 3 days in Santa Barbara; say good bye to people I dearly love; pack 600 pounds of books (among other things); finalize a way to get all said things from California to Brooklyn; Fly to New York to find a place to live and then fly back; Did I mention FIND A PLACE TO LIVE?? (I think it deserves mentioning twice); Work 8 hours a day; continue to work on finalizing a tour; housesit for 5 days; cram in 4 seperate dinners; bake a cake for my dad for his birthday; have a goodbye party; sell my car, my bed, among other things; sleep; eat; breathe.

I am sure there are other things I am not remembering, but you get the gist. I am scared and I am overwhelmed. I am also not remembering any delights. When looking for a picture to post here, I came upon this scan of a trip to the photobooth with my dear friend Meg. Meg and I have known each other since high school and this is a selection of the many strips we did over a couple of days, during her visit to Santa Cruz last year. Seeing it today reminded me of humor and fun and being rediculous. Life feels way too serious to me right now. I know I am not the first to say this, but geez do we need the F-U-N. I need to crack up and stop inadvertantly impersonating Richard Nixon with my dour face and bad posture. I should add to my list of things to do: do something--an anything--that truly delights me. Eat frozen junior mints, drink coffee in bed, visit a photobooth...the smallest things are necessary. I need them to remind me that life is not just a have-to. It's also about I want-to, I need-to, I'd love-to.