suffering for art

It's Sunday, and I'm at Rumor Mill. It is incredibly hot in here, and there is a new artist, hanging her artwork.

I got almost no writing done yesterday. It was strange, I sort of re-read old pages, but didn't get into editing any further. And I feel like I'm not getting much done today, either. Maybe because I really want my Iphone.

I went to Barnes and Noble last night, to use my new AT&T wifi, and it was absolutely vile. It was so crowded, from the new theatres. And there were noisy people in the coffeehouse. I think I am going to have to go there during the week. I weill leave Borders for the weekend. I finally left Barnes and Noble, after sitting there for an hour, because a noisy older couple were sitting next to me.

But other than that ...

Oh yeah, the guide energy is getting weird. I'm feeling VERY intuitive. As in, it feels like something is finally happening. For so many months, years, I've been going, "Why is this happening?" And more importantly, I've been saying to myself, nothing is happening. But then I realized, it sort of is. And I've been walking around feeling very intuitive. I felt like I couldn't be around anyone, like I was picking up on them too much.