A book about a character with my first name, written by someone with my last name, odd. It looks trashy and I kind of want it.
and I had to go have a beer or three and just never made it back to class.
Everyone is studying for an exam tomorrow and so no one has time for beer.
Gosh life is hard.
Giving each other hair cuts… with paper scissors… great idea
And your exhibition proposal is sorted.
come with me on a thursday sometime before June and watch some of Christian Marclay’s 24 hour video at some ungodly hour of the morning.
I’ll buy you a cocktail.
‘Poets have been mysteriously silent on the subject of cheese.’