Sad Sack Olympian

I'm Kasia Kowalczyk. If being a Sad Sack was a sport, I'd be an Olympian. When I'm not busy being sad, I make films. Sometimes I'm a monster...

Project 365 
Day 113 
4-23-2014
Bivalves With Friends
Several decades ago, I got trapped in a storm at sea. The ocean spit me out bruised and bloodied. My friends decided to celebrate the passing of the storm that night with oysters, which I had never tasted before. The slime and ooze reminded me too much of the wounds I had acquired earlier that day. I never ate oysters again.
A friend from New York was visiting today and for some weird reason I suggested the one place where I probably wouldn’t eat anything. An oyster bar. Given my negative association with these bivalves, I expected to gag when they arrived at the table. 
I decided to be an adult and give them a try. Perhaps I have changed. I want to be the kind of person that is fearless. Hopefully, I am not emerging from my chrysalis too soon. 
Little dark things need hugs too.
Project 365 
 Day 112 
 4-22-2014
A bit lost today. Everything feels a little mopey.  Even the flowers around my apartment.
tastefullyoffensive:

[poorlydrawnlines]

Sad Sack Buffalo. Who knew?

tastefullyoffensive:

[poorlydrawnlines]

Sad Sack Buffalo. Who knew?

(Source: pdlcomics)

Project 365 
Day 111 
4-21-2014
Trapped in what seems to be a never-ending circle of hell…waiting for my laundry to dry…when all of the dryers are taken.
Project 365 
Day 110 
4-20-2014
A day spent running errands and fretting about my existence on this planet.
Project 365 
Day 109 
4-19-2014
Marriage of a Zomblebee.
Tonight, my adorable Zomblebee, Antonella, married her best friend, Ross. So much dancing, drinking and joy…of which I could barely participate because my lung is still healing.  A guest berated me for hiding behind a camera and not joining in the dance floor frenzy. This brief encounter was a reminder that I was the only sad sack at the reception.

Project 365 

Day 109 

4-19-2014

Marriage of a Zomblebee.

Tonight, my adorable Zomblebee, Antonella, married her best friend, Ross. So much dancing, drinking and joy…of which I could barely participate because my lung is still healing.  A guest berated me for hiding behind a camera and not joining in the dance floor frenzy. This brief encounter was a reminder that I was the only sad sack at the reception.

bestrooftalkever:

Note to self: Don’t release 1.5MM balloons at once unless you plan on flying to Mars. 

This seems appropriate to post on Earth Day.
nevver:

Shhhh…… it’ll be over soon.

I see Elmo in my nightmares.

nevver:

Shhhh…… it’ll be over soon.

I see Elmo in my nightmares.

nevver:

Whatever

I believe this to be true.

nevver:

Whatever

I believe this to be true.

(Source: twitter.com)

sadsackolympian:

I am not on Twitter…but apparently it is a great place for Sad Sacks.

I am just reblogging this because it’s relevant this week.

sadsackolympian:

I am not on Twitter…but apparently it is a great place for Sad Sacks.

I am just reblogging this because it’s relevant this week.

Project 365  
Day 108 
 4-18-2014
More blood tests. Costume-hunting at Goodwill. Surprise dinner with friends. Virgin drinks at Lucky. Movie at the glorious Vista. A day spent trying to keep the crushing feelings of failure away.