Spring Break Recap

I'm sipping on some crappy (pun intended) Seven Eleven coffee right now, working on some sketches for my food still-lives and watching the cycle of America's Next Top Model I didn't really get a chance to see (cycle 9, with the girl who has Asperger's Syndrome.)

My Spring Break was kinda poopy fun-wise, but it was relaxing. It was probably what I needed in the end. But still, I would've liked to have gone out a bit more. Sigh, people and their visitors/people being visitors elsewhere. My roommate's friend who came to visit was pretty cool.

I went to Unique on Saturday while all of the DePaul/UIC students were celebrating the whitest day of the year. I bought a pair of light brown booties (or... ankle-high boots, I guess) and one of those oversized windbreaker jackets that old ladies (especially my step-grandmother) wore circa the 1990's. However, the "look" kind of reminded me of someone I know after I bought them, so I don't want to give her the wrong impression. I'm suseptible to creeping people out when I seriously don't mean to.

I want to watch Vicky Cristina Barcelona again and book a flight to Madrid. Or Barcelona. I could use some beach.

Hump Day of Hell (Kind of)

Blerg.

I'm sitting in Art History now, after rushing from the 162 (dorm) building where I was working on a soft sculpture project with my friend Kirk. Most of the day consisted of traveling to and from Jo Ann Fabrics to get supplies, but ended up taking about three hours (we left at around 1-ish.) And, of course, I had to go to Art History less than two hours after we got back to the building to work on it. It's going to be FDR in a bear costume, and it's due tomorrow. At 9. In the morning.

Oh yeah, and we have to build a platonic solid. Preferably a square, because making a 3-dimensional octagon at 2 A.M. doesn't sound like a party to me.

Also, I want Chipotle. However, living in the loop, it's nearly impossible to find a place that's open after 8, much less 9 (when my class lets out.) Potbelly on State street is open 'till 10. But I said Chipotle.

AND ALSO, I forgot my Art History book, meaning I forgot my homework assignment. Daymn.