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HAVE ENROLLED
It did not take very long even though I forgot like... oh some things they needed and the bank statement about the money we gave them has not come through yet but I have till the end of the week so wev. Got supplies list for first week of classes and prepared to fuck off to a supply shop when the guy at the desk (who, as Squeak observed, was totally an Evil Ex-Boyfriend) was like AREN'T YOU GOING TO CLASS and I was like ummmm, which lead to this conversation
Me: What
Evil Ex-Boyfriend: CLASS. ARE YOU GOING?
Me: What
Evil Ex-Boyfriend: .../points at stairs
Me: OH. I um. No I need... ... art. Things. /GESTURES VAGUELY, GOES OUT DOOR
And then I felt incredibly guilty and anxious for the next like 4 hours??? Fucking anxiety. Buuuuut I have the sketchbooks/pencils/paints/charcoal I need for tomorrow and shit so... wev.
Anyway, some good things besides acquiring art supplies happened: Squeak and I found an abandoned shopping trolley and he wheeled me down the road in it for a very long time without running into ANY lamp posts or ANYTHING. Then we had to leave it when we got on a bus and it tried to follow us which was quite heart-breaking but I am sure it will find a home somewhere. Also the man at the art supply shop really liked Squeak's hat which has. The end part of a pheasant tucked jauntily into the brim?? And they talked cheerfully about bits of dead animals on hats while I bought my paints which was entertaining.
We had been on at least three different buses by the time it was like 11 o'clock and got hideously lost and bewildered at several points in time but that's sort of our default state of being so wev? Idk. My brain shut itself off at some point and I just stared at things. I am pretty sure other stuff happened but I cannot for the LIFE of me remember any of it. OH WELL.
Tomorrow! ACTUAL CLASS THINGS WILL OCCUR! Possibly I will kick the man at the desk in the face and he will explode into coins
Who knows
It did not take very long even though I forgot like... oh some things they needed and the bank statement about the money we gave them has not come through yet but I have till the end of the week so wev. Got supplies list for first week of classes and prepared to fuck off to a supply shop when the guy at the desk (who, as Squeak observed, was totally an Evil Ex-Boyfriend) was like AREN'T YOU GOING TO CLASS and I was like ummmm, which lead to this conversation
Me: What
Evil Ex-Boyfriend: CLASS. ARE YOU GOING?
Me: What
Evil Ex-Boyfriend: .../points at stairs
Me: OH. I um. No I need... ... art. Things. /GESTURES VAGUELY, GOES OUT DOOR
And then I felt incredibly guilty and anxious for the next like 4 hours??? Fucking anxiety. Buuuuut I have the sketchbooks/pencils/paints/charcoal I need for tomorrow and shit so... wev.
Anyway, some good things besides acquiring art supplies happened: Squeak and I found an abandoned shopping trolley and he wheeled me down the road in it for a very long time without running into ANY lamp posts or ANYTHING. Then we had to leave it when we got on a bus and it tried to follow us which was quite heart-breaking but I am sure it will find a home somewhere. Also the man at the art supply shop really liked Squeak's hat which has. The end part of a pheasant tucked jauntily into the brim?? And they talked cheerfully about bits of dead animals on hats while I bought my paints which was entertaining.
We had been on at least three different buses by the time it was like 11 o'clock and got hideously lost and bewildered at several points in time but that's sort of our default state of being so wev? Idk. My brain shut itself off at some point and I just stared at things. I am pretty sure other stuff happened but I cannot for the LIFE of me remember any of it. OH WELL.
Tomorrow! ACTUAL CLASS THINGS WILL OCCUR! Possibly I will kick the man at the desk in the face and he will explode into coins
Who knows