i still can’t figure out just what to do with today.  i read my blogroll (if i had one) and i’m now drinking my cappa and eating oatmeal in a desperate attempt to ingest actual food again.  looked at all the flickr pictures of my peeps over there.  i have until 3, or 2:40, i guess, before i have to leave for the studio, where i will be studying some books on teaching art, i believe, and some art mags, in addition to whatever needs to be done around there, until 7.  ted intimated that he’d be skypable in another half an hour or so, and as i haven’t talked with him in so long, don’t know why when we used to chat daily, i think i’ll stick here for that possibility for awhile.

but other than that, what today?  up, out somewhere?  i’m feeling the isolation again, after this weekend particularly.  i don’t know, we’ll see.  it would be good to clean out a room, say, the study?  there’s a thought.  perhaps a thought for tomorrow, though.  we shall see.  i still don’t knnow where anything i brought back fromt he FIRST woolfcamp is!  i really should....there’s ted!