a day.

[jessieandrips]

My first day of class started out on the best possible foot. My fibers professor is also a Catholic priest and lives in a Catholic commune. He says things like 'the other fryers.' Also, he is a crazy eccentric who often breaks into song. On top of that he brought us delicious cake.

Class at 9 on saturdays is conducive to friday night knitting, jazz, and poetry reading. Old woman tendencies, what can you do.