yukky - i hate being sick
Well, class last night wasn’t too horrible. But what made it all weird is that “Rick” looked like my Papa. He was probably 55 or 60 I think. I guess it wasn’t too bad, but it was hard to not think the whole thing was weird. The drawings we were doing went by so fast I didn’t have much chance to pay too much attention to the fact I was staring at a naked stranger for 3 hours. But overall, I guess it went OK. I am glad the class went by so fast though. And I don’t think I did that bad of a job with the drawings considering it is my FIRST real art class…..with the exception of elementary school. But how hard is it to eat paste? Anyway, I told Matt when I got home that he was gonna have to let me practice on him…..hehe. And of course, Photoshop was again another laugh session mostly. I am really excited to learn that program. I have prolly said that a million times already but I mean it man!
Dawn and I talked to Carl for a few. He seemed to be different. Not sure if its because of all that has happened in the last few months or whatever but oh well….people change. Of ALL people, I should know that.
Then I get home at about 10:15 or so, Matt made me a sandwich to eat (awww) and then someone starts knocking at the door. I was like “You know what, I am not answering it, it is 10:30 at night. If it is really important, someone would have called.” So we weren’t gonna answer it but Matt looked out the front window and his brother spotted him. SHIT! So he answered the door and John kept Matt standing there for 30 minutes talking about some stupid fucking truck he bought and blah blah blah. You know what? I don’t give a shit. Just because you aren’t like a normal adult and don’t have a job to go to in the morning, the rest of us do. I told Matt that I don’t want people coming over unannounced, especially that late on a weeknight. And his brother is so dumb. He asked Matt what was going on and Matt said “well, Christyn just got home from school and we were getting ready to go to bed.” So John goes “oh, well I didn’t mean to stop by so late but I was down the street and saw both cars home and yada yada yada….” And continues to talk FOREVER. He pisses me off so much sometimes. I just walked away, took a shower and then went into the bedroom to go to bed….leaving Matt to fend for himself.
I still feel like crap today. My throat is killing me and my whole head feels like its in a bubble. Maybe I will go home around lunch time.
Dawn and I talked to Carl for a few. He seemed to be different. Not sure if its because of all that has happened in the last few months or whatever but oh well….people change. Of ALL people, I should know that.
Then I get home at about 10:15 or so, Matt made me a sandwich to eat (awww) and then someone starts knocking at the door. I was like “You know what, I am not answering it, it is 10:30 at night. If it is really important, someone would have called.” So we weren’t gonna answer it but Matt looked out the front window and his brother spotted him. SHIT! So he answered the door and John kept Matt standing there for 30 minutes talking about some stupid fucking truck he bought and blah blah blah. You know what? I don’t give a shit. Just because you aren’t like a normal adult and don’t have a job to go to in the morning, the rest of us do. I told Matt that I don’t want people coming over unannounced, especially that late on a weeknight. And his brother is so dumb. He asked Matt what was going on and Matt said “well, Christyn just got home from school and we were getting ready to go to bed.” So John goes “oh, well I didn’t mean to stop by so late but I was down the street and saw both cars home and yada yada yada….” And continues to talk FOREVER. He pisses me off so much sometimes. I just walked away, took a shower and then went into the bedroom to go to bed….leaving Matt to fend for himself.
I still feel like crap today. My throat is killing me and my whole head feels like its in a bubble. Maybe I will go home around lunch time.