2004-01-24 - 10:34 a.m.

I blame the massive amounts of flurries outside for the low turn out at the opening yesterday. Many people stood in front of my painting and stared. That it's turned out to be a conversation piece is quite flattering. Looking at it mounted to the wall makes me want to grab a blanket and curl up underneath.

My 35 and over friends met up at the gallery and we all drove to a Japanese restaurant. SW pulled me into the bathroom and tearfully informed me that she had breast cancer. It was very very small and the chances of her surviving and not losing her breast were very high.

We drove another friend back to her tiny apartment where she was staying for 3 months. Her husband told her he didn't love her anymore and she found this $1200 furnished cubby in Lincoln Park that looked more like an expensive dorm room. I got to thinking about my condo and should I sublease it furnished, $1500 might not be so unreasonable.

On the drive back to my place, I told my 2 closer friends about my plans for leaving my job and going for my Masters. PM was sad and envisioned the workplace falling apart without me. SW was more enthusiastic and felt that my plans would happen as envisioned. I still keep myself grounded by imagining the "what if" scinerio so that if the rejection letter comes, I won't feel compelled to throw myself out the window.

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