hey-o. stupid its always sunny in philadelphia… i miss my days of avid tv watching. anyway, wednesday is over in 2o minutes- such a beautiful thing if you ask me. two days left of this wretched school week. and yes, i can survive it thank you, but tomorrow evening will be hellish, seeing as i have to finish the sound and the fury. stupid faulkner, why did you have to write in a manner that i do not care for? huh? huh? okay. well yes.. i don’t know either. i’m a bit nervous because i had to email the ink-shop about changing my appointment to a later time, and i really want them to be accomodating and all “yes of course, 2:30 is wonderful!” in addition to that, i’m having problems with my yashica and batteries and making a hold. anyone who knows how to do that, please inform me immediately. gratitude will come later.
for the past, 24hours? i’ve been working on a collaborative with my friend danger, entitled, kale and radishes. it’s turning out lovely, and it will be posted when we finish (the non-existing god knows when that will be…). i traveled to brunswick today- scored a few pieces of vinyl, and a nice large coffee, which was an interlude to all the other cups of coffee i drank today. tea will be my drink of choice tomorrow, or i will reek of permanent coffee stench.
this summer i have an itch to go scrumping. do you think i should scrump with M, or A? hm. in the comfort of my home this evening i bake a lemon basil cake. it turned out edible to say the least, if not delicious. and i also made my marinara sauce. i still have a case of cooking blues (which is contradictory) how do you like my antilogy? but yes. tomorrow… i have to work. but that means money for quebec. and also norms later in the evening (i need camraderie ASAP). friday is similar to tomorrow, classes, working, artwalk (with my rollerderby bud) and then saturday i have a vintage sale to attend, some work to do, and beautiful bela’s birthday to celebrate. sunday is easter, which i will be enjoying with family members at Local 188. also with glasses of pinot noir later in the evening. i’d like to take ethel out this week too, seeing as the weather is looking promising tomorrow onward. i believe i should curl up in my bed now. because im starting to mash thoughts and i don’t want STOC to appear in my entry. FICTION IS COMING. I PROMISE. i will work on it at some point tomorrow. (bio?hist?art?)