None other than the dorm phone of my wonderful ex (after 7 years of on and off dating...wow...apparently I really picked a winner!). So of course now we've got meetings with police officers, hall directors, parents, etc., etc. Ridiculosityyyy.
In other news...the naked people infiltrated my art class. It's really awesome. Minus the fact that I act like I'm turning twelve next week and I can't draw human beings. Oops. It's okay. Surprisingly enough I've kept myself together...until I open the door to my room and lose it. I mean, I have to let it out somewhere...really, I do. Anyways...needless to say I was a wee bit shocked by the poses these 55-60 year old men were striking. That and the really cool miniskirt made of towel that really was more like a loincloth with a strip of velcro for fastening purposes. Let's just talk about how the first image I have of drawing the figure, is walking in that room and witnessing this man stretching, on his back, on the floor, in the indian position, pulling his legs to his chest...if that makes any sense at all. It was a rather glorious welcome. Not.
Night two...we had some dude who brought his own personal space heaters. It's already near eighty degrees in the room due to the heaters (which I am convinced are broken because they just constantly churn out the heat) and then he sets up stools with more heat churning machines! Oy vey. Along with those he brought couch cushions and a really cool (except really NOT cool) jumpsuit equipped with at least ten zippers. Various openings and pockets. Who knows...I don't ask questions.
Anyways...a lot has happened in those months between the last post...but I am lazy. Straight up fact of life that I have fully accepted. Slash Poppa Joel requested a blog because apparently someone is interested in my life (weird, I know) and I realized that I had started one with zero intention of anyone ever really seeing it! Wahoo blogging world! The journal of 2009...crazy daisies.
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