Oh, do let me tell you what a perfect day is like:
I've not had such a good day in quite some time. All the best ingredients for the perfect day came together and the result was quite satisfying, almost like home-made ginger bread and no one to split it with! I guess it all started yesterday, when I sewed together my term garment and put it on my fit model, my friend kelly. It fits her perfectly and makes me want to explore my strait side...in her pants...while she's wearing the jacket. And, to top things off, no one else in my class has even started sewing their together, let alone even thinking about seeing it's completion (maybe that shouldn't make me so happy, but it does). I went to bed quite late, (5:00) reading Atlas Shrugged, all the parts I underlined the first time through, and woke up early (8). I went to school and was told by the sub that because our teacher had a stroke, we all get A's! (because it's been so hard on us, I'm assuming, but it wasn't made explicit. If that's not sending the wrong message, I don't know what is). That class was getting me down because after my teacher's stroke I stopped working and was resigned to the fact that I'd only have half the garment completed by the end of the term, but now that burden has been lifted from my shoulders. I worked on my term garment some more, fantacized about women masturbating to the thought of owning it (fashion design, or really anything I feel passionately towards, is very sexually energized for me), chilled with some cool menswear design kids, and took a brief shower at home (by the way, there are few things more satisfying than finding your lame-ass boyfriend passed out at 3:00 in the afternoon smelling of vomit and crap). Then I went to MoMA and fell in love with Ryan McGinness, then I went to barnes and nobel and bought "Dress your family in Corduroy and Denim" by David Sedaris and read that for an hour (and I love it!!!) Then I went to Julliard and listened to a girl performing for her doctorate thesis. The music was so pretty it made me cry, but there was hardly anyone there to see it, which also made me cry because she was so good. Then I raced back here to solidify in some medium the recipe for a perfect day and try to get everyone to subscribe: do it! Now I'm going to school with a bottle of reisling and I'm going to hole myself up in a secret room I found last semester and finish my new book!