You know what I did tonight? I mean, aside from watching Tuesday night's episodes of The Hills and The City, and watching the Celtics beat the Lakers? I made a tank top. Or really, I fashioned a tank top. I was forced into it because I needed to do *something* creative instead of the one creative thing that I actually should have been doing, which is to work on my piece for this looming art exhibit that I'm in. I probably won't even wear this tank top. I probably *will* wear the sentence that I was supposed to re-write tonight, the one that tumbled around my head like tennis shoes in a dryer.
Conveniently, I'm now really sleepy, so I guess that sentence will have to wait until tomorrow.
Here's a look at my most recent distraction. Before: