Day 8

Sundays seem to be the most low key days. Today was comprised by yoga, graphic design, housework and schoolwork. It is possible that I have tourrettes. Often I emit strange sounds in my daily goings on. Last night, a flutist told me about her father who can whistle 2 tones simultaneously. That is a skill.



My friend Edwin took a shot of my mug at the opening. Here you can see I have shaved and gotten a haircut. For many people, this is a basic function of daily life. I however, am just learning to shave regularly. Later on in the project, I will enlist the expert services of an esthetician to make my pours and eyebrows less crazy.



Here is my more organized template I will use to describe my daily goings-on:

Physical

Today was yoga, situps and pushups (a sad weak number)

Culinary/Eating

This morning, instant oatmeal and coffee. Lunch was croissants and poached eggs. Dinner was roasted chicken with a fig reduction, roasted beets, potatoes, and a brilliant 2004 Stratus White wine.

Artistic

March is fast approaching. With my tester shadow box frames, I installed a piece from a blockbuster video video sign. Dioramas are going to be tricky.

Intellectual

Pretty anemic here. An article about a french design collective called 5.5.

Organizational

8:30 wake up.

Musical

Listened to Mogwai today and practiced guitar. My piano needs tuning badly.

Aesthetic

No progress here. Some more thoughts about my uniform.

Social

Recluse day

Technical

Continuing my Maya tribulations. Simple renders look like hell. I won't be hired by Pixar anytime soon.