Greyhound Redux

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I suppose instead of drawing, I've been reading. Well, no supposing about it. That IS what I have been doing. The books have been outside of my normal fare of fantasy, vampires, and otherwise fictional bits of awesomeness. Memoirs and autobiographies, oh my. Why, you ask? You got me. Just what I feel like delving into at this moment in my life.
So my opinion on the above book is as follows. I imagine it's what meeting and befriending Mindy is like in real life. Please take into consideration that I have never seen an episode of The Office that she had acted in. I have also never seen the Mindy Project, although, I'm slightly curious about it after reading her book, yet haven't looked up an episode. That being said, I found her abrasive at first and not very funny. The more that I read, the more that her personality grew on me. The funnier I found her quips and I got to know her sarcastic savoir-faire. By the end of the book she was endearing. It's a little bit off putting that she didn't struggle more or give more information about how she landed into writing and acting. It just seemed to kind of happen. Which, I suppose, to her, that's exactly how it happened. I hate her a little bit for that. Also, I wish she was a little bit gay.
Things are going okay for me. I'm ready to cut off this splint/cast hybrid I have on my foot. I'm walking now without the assistance of crutches or scooter. I do utilize the scooter when my foot gets sore from just walking on my heel, which is does, often.
I hate to type these words, but I think I'm ready to go back to work. I'm ready for the house to happen and I'm ready for my art to evolve. (I type that as I stare at a blank canvas and a canvas with random strokes of color.) Stop talking and start doing!! Right? Right!..... right?

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