I am tired... sleepy... but so nervous about the meeting tomorrow so i know that if i go to bed, i won't be able to sleep at all and just wiggle hysterically... I wish I could be able to sleep more. What is wrong with me?
Tomorrow is the meeting with the city people. I'll ask for some money for Public Trans-phere. No... I'll beg them to give us some money! I really want to do this project. Especially now. We had a meeting with Paul and Jesse today, which was inspiring. (for me at least)... We have all these great ideas... I feel it though, city people will like it... Please...please...

Oh, I almost forgot, there is another thing that makes me not sleep. I am going to Romania in 2 months. I have been accepted to a biennale in Romania, but I really don't have time to think about it. What will I send? How will I go? It is really weird, sometimes nothing happens, but sometimes everything happens at the same time.
What a coincidence, I have just seen Bram Stoker's Dracula. I love that movie. Yeah yeah, i am going to Romania!!! I should have some fun there... I hope... I hope it is not just a serious art gathering! Actually, I don't think I can be happy outside the Buffalo art community. There are many people here thinking/feeling excatly the same way I do. I enjoy working/talking with them. But still I am searching for other opportunities in Europe. This is such a schizophrenic behavior. Really, I am so weird these days. A week ago I told my self that I'll let my hair grow, and at the same evening i cut it? Perhaps my id and ego are not going very well, ha?

Here she is planning her next move!

I guess, FINALLY!, my thesis project is going somewhere... I'll do the first test drive tomorrow, to define the finalized route and check out the approximate time. I start liking it. After all the trouble I experienced with the transportation authorities...things are going smoother now. Especially the idea of working with Paul and Jesse is so comforting. (Paul what do you think about the flyer? I only have the front page, yet)

By the way, my cat ran away an hour ago. Actually she didn't run away but just hid in one of the luggages inside the storage place and made us think as if she ran away. She is such a character.

You know what Russian people say about vodka, they say vodka is like truth. You can't drink vodka with your mouth, it is not a playful drink like wine or cocktail, its taste is bitter so you need to swallow quickly, directly with your throat. It burns your throat, just like the truth hurts you, however, the warm feeling coming from your stomach afterwards, makes you feel relax and somewhat happy.

Cheers to that, ha?

Shit!
I forgot that today is my sister's bithday. I forgot to call her... I feel so bad. I missed them a lot. I wish they were all here, or I was there. Shitttt.