Dec 21, 2005 23:42
So now, as I always have been on the winter solstice, I am once again "on break", which means that, for the first time since September my measley little shack is starting to emerge from the layers of fall semester crap that has accumulated since I stopped having time to clean. My sink and all the dishes in it are washed, as are my towels, sheets, blankets, and clothes. I swear I hadn't done laundry in MONTHS. It was crazy. Good thing I have this sort of ghetto-fabulous, extensively variable and decidely cheap wardrobe. I am a thrift store diva for sure these days.
As some of you out there in Lj-land may know, I am the elected student trustee at Calarts. Because of this, I went to the Calarts Board meeting last week and hung out with the "big dogs" of fine arts patronage for several hours in the penthouse (or, the pH, as I like to call it) of the Regency Club in the shmancy hotel district on the west side of Wilshire Blvd in Beverly Hills. Gawrsh, it was too fancy for me, but I was pleased to impress Tim Disney and Michael Eisner with my well-spoken brainstorm about possible tuition reduction action that we, the board, could easily and readily take. Now I'm supposed to have coffee with them to discuss this further but I have to admit I am hesitant to call them out of nerves and drunkenness.
I am going to Hawaii on New Years Day, and I will hopefully still be drunk from the amazing party the night before that I am sure I will be invited to soon!