i skipped drawing today to study for my history test, which i think i did okay on.
then i spent hours helping hang the show, which i sort of/semi did by myself after .info left. i deserve a fucking cookie, award, paycheck, or something for my great whole-hearted work ethic. or a threesome with chris johnson and robb fladry would do. ;p
then dinner was had with rachel at o'charley's. the service sucked and there was this weirdo at the bar with a huge ass lighter. you know, one of those 40 year old guys with no lives. yeah. but good times were had, yes.
looking foward to sunday and monday. cooking is always fun and whatnot. and to think i used to want to go to a cooking school...heh.
i plan to get all dressy for the opening. black and red, yeah.
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