"Don't tell me they got sued for seamonkey abuse."
The last few days at school have been awesome. I seriously missed everyone, although I'm kinda sad that Sammi went back to New Jersey for school (but it's understandable, since Montserrat is a bitch when it comes to tuition and crap). But it's all good, although I still haven't tracked down Drew (wtf, I want my furry-gay-boyfriend hugs, damn you, Drew).
...and oh god Emily needs to get rid of her suction-cupped tentacle sleeves. They are WRONG. So wrong. Of all the things to buy from the Gaia store...
Finally found out who was teaching my life drawing class. Turns out it's Tim Hearney. AH HAH. HAH. HAH. They Tim Hearney that I took a class at 8:30 in the morning instead of noon so I could avoid having him because he's a Fine Arts Major elitist and tends to really dislike illustration/cartooning/whichever.
Also, some creep tried to sneak into 11 Winter during the last week before vacation, while Eleanor was all alone in the apartment. Luckily, they left when they heard someone moving around in the house, but something similar happened soon after down by either Chapman or Elliot street. Ew.
And I never really get tired of sitting back, watching the crazy shopping cart people picking through the trash for cans, and trying to figure out who's talking on their bluetooth headseat and who's just crazy. ..I should probably buy a Beverly "TOWNIE" shirt.
...and oh god Emily needs to get rid of her suction-cupped tentacle sleeves. They are WRONG. So wrong. Of all the things to buy from the Gaia store...
Finally found out who was teaching my life drawing class. Turns out it's Tim Hearney. AH HAH. HAH. HAH. They Tim Hearney that I took a class at 8:30 in the morning instead of noon so I could avoid having him because he's a Fine Arts Major elitist and tends to really dislike illustration/cartooning/whichever.
Also, some creep tried to sneak into 11 Winter during the last week before vacation, while Eleanor was all alone in the apartment. Luckily, they left when they heard someone moving around in the house, but something similar happened soon after down by either Chapman or Elliot street. Ew.
And I never really get tired of sitting back, watching the crazy shopping cart people picking through the trash for cans, and trying to figure out who's talking on their bluetooth headseat and who's just crazy. ..I should probably buy a Beverly "TOWNIE" shirt.