Day 1...hanging onto my sanity by a thread...hand me those scissors.
Mood:  irritated
My first blog entry...

Nothing much to report, except that I had to do my laundry down the street instead of my own apartment complex (or should I say, the Jerry Springer contestant holding pen?). It's the first time in the 8 years I've been surviving here, and at first, I was thoroughly ticked off about it, but I must say that the washers and dryers work a great deal better than the grub machines they have here. All right, I'll let the property manager live for now.

Fianlly found a new name for my company? Organization? Group?...whatever. I had to call it something so people could refer to it more easily, instead of calling it "that guy's site, the one with the patterns..."

Norscope, I decided. Stands for "No Rock, Scissors Cut Paper". I'm hoping this artwork selling turns out to be something I can do every year, not just for giving them away as gifts.

Gotta go, I hear sirens. Either the cops are here to arrest someone, or it's just my ride to the funny farm.