adam just helped me take my painting to the fox building.
tomorrow is critique. and clean.
i dont have a desk anymore because i folded it up for nicole to take to storage tomorrow. had revelation that it wouldnt fit in gretel...so now my room is beacoups d'empty.
cannot wait until sunday...or monday, after your finals.
nicole is trying to torture me with some method of bruise healing involving steaming hot towels and pressing on the swollen lumpy black area it really hard. ow.
we're done with that one, ill suffer with the black and blueness...
k. am bed.