I'm fucking screwed. I've been working on it for four hours and am maybe half way through.
So instead of throwing my chair into my closet door in a hissy fit (because, really, that's already been done and there's a huge hole in my closet door), I went downstairs, made some coffee, and decided to do a quick update.
Fri: had a hot date with Andy at Ambrosia. You only wish you had a boyfriend who treated you so well.
Then went to wobblies show.
Sat: pretty much not a lot. With boyfriend.
Sun: hung out with boyfriend's parentals, launched some pigs, stopped by the park, then resolved myself to sell my soul to the devil if that means I get this project done by 8 am tomorrow morning.
Took some pix. Am working on a site. It has three more days without pop ups, but I'm nowhere near done with it.
I like to pretend I'm an artiste
boys will be boys.
if you REALLY wanna see the rest of the pix from the show, and other batches I've taken, check out www.thewobblies.org
a good one of sarah and matt. I kept blinding them.
we went to this cute little park that had all these murals.
pretend they're all pretty with final touches and everything, since I gotta get back to work.
oh yeah, I've read a lot of my flist lately, but if I haven't commented on it in the past two days it means I haven't seen it and if there is something that you think it so fabulous that I should know it, then you should tell me. kthx.