I woke up late this morning. The drive on I75 this morning sucked. Not only was it raining and dark out, semi-trucks were driving too fast and an SUV going too slow in the left lane - pacing everyone else. Ugh. We still managed to make it to work on time, however.
Our back studio has been reorganized and rewired. Now it’s time for the painters. We were supposed to have the studio painted an ice-blue color. It’s a pretty standard color. Unfortunately, the painters were instructed to paint it with a cream color. I told them that I would vomit all over the room if they painted it that color. The painters didn’t seem too happy about it but there’s no way in hell I would have settled for a cream color that looked like dirty ass. It's a good thing that I complained because now we get the ice-blue paint that we wanted to begin with.
Yesterday evening’s photography class went well, although I was really started to get annoyed with this hee-haw that calls himself by the name of a dirty animal. This shitrag tries so hard to be a comedian in class; he has something really fucking stupid to say about every picture. I bet he was the most unpopular piece of shit in his entire H.S. and he probably didn’t get much attention thereafter in life. Now, we get graced with his presence. I find him disgustingly humorous because of the way that he brags about his “really expensive film camera” and yet, he wound up with the worst pictures in the class.
I watched
Nip/Tuck last night. All I have to say is BUS. The bus was a very cool scene, unexpected and slightly gory.