I woke up in the same clothes that I went out in last night. I had a couple of beers, and although, I wasn't tipsy when I left by the time I got home I was really tired. Since I haven't done the laundry, and the light is burned out in my bedroom which I can't change it on my own, I just crawled into bed in my clothes. It made getting ready for work this morning really easy.
The James Gates show at Kirbys last night was fun, but I don't think the usually Kirbys crowd really were into it, but James didn't seem to let that get in his way too much. Craig came and we sat with our fellow MFA student, Richard, and talk about the problems of the world. He asked what has happened between my ex and I and I explain to him that our different opinions and the melt down of our relationship. Craig reminded me that art's sole existence is to be art and said he was proud that I refused to back down on my beliefs for a man. This has been a recent conversation topic as I have had a few friends change political parties for the man in their life.
I wish we would have be able to agree to disagree, but I guess this is a hard things for some people. Although, everyone I have talked to about this seems to side with me that no one in any relationship agrees on every thing all the time.
I gave a test to my two classes and returned emails and graded papers while they took it. My new fridge was not delivered today so my whole house is a mess. It may be here tomorrow, but as of now it is lost. I'm not sure how you can lose a fridge but somehow Sears has done it. Tonight I am trying to catch up on housework and some research. I am hoping to start a new poem tonight too.
