Feb 27, 2009 14:04
so my stress level has hit its peak and now i'm in a weird sense of calm where i'm super stressed, but there's nothing i can do about it.
turned my project in, even sat in on the crit a bit, took down the mighty wall, i think i'm all packed up...
the fact that i'm taking onnly a small duffle and my smaller warhol purse weirds me out. like i need to take my messenger bag "just in case" i haven't eaten a thing, but there's not time to cook. i'll grab an apple and head out the door.
i will be readily available by phone...
i am going to love that first jamba juice like i have never loved anything in my life.
also, this does not mean i still don't want you to buy my stuff. if i can earn money for this trip retroactively that's still pretty good.