'Are you moisturizing your legs with popcorn butter?' 'Grease is grease, man.'
GOD, I tire of winter weekend. I mean, it's a fun time mostly, but what if I don't WANT to dress up looking like a fucking cupcake and do some shitty choreographed dance THAT I CAN'T DO while Kelsey tells me repeatedly how incompetent I am? NO THANK YOU! DOWN WITH PINK!
Except that tomorrow I can wear my pig slippers to class and this makes me immensely happy.
Anyway, I've started my CES. By which I mean I've completed one of at least a hundred drawings for my illustration of Peter Pan. Christ on a stick, I'm screwed.
Except that tomorrow I can wear my pig slippers to class and this makes me immensely happy.
Anyway, I've started my CES. By which I mean I've completed one of at least a hundred drawings for my illustration of Peter Pan. Christ on a stick, I'm screwed.