date night monday
i woke up in a good mood this morning. my dad was actually a gentleman and scrapped the frost off my windshield or maybe because he needed to use the scrapper and i wasn't fast enough? i wasn't late for school. it wasn't raining.
I finished my christmas shopping and ironically i ran into my favorite art teacher and his son. his son is getting so big and clark has never looked better. he has an art show in may apparently and i'm marking it now i will be there. even more ironic, i ran into amanda (the intern from the same art studio)and i realized how much i miss talking to her. i miss them both actually.
and tonight we double dated for dinner and had really embarrassing conversation. he drew a picture of me and i was a hot stick figure. for dessert moira treated us to on the house chocolate milkshakes and in turn i will take her and her sister to school tomorrow.
three in a two seater truck. he changed the gears between her legs. anything to save gas right?
jean michel basquiat died of heroin overdose at age twenty seven.