Tonight, in my season of disease and snot-nosed sickness, I realized that I have a "minimum of 4 pages" paper on a piece of artwork that I observed last week.....due tomorow at 2 pm. Craaaaaap.
So now, I'm covered in a pile of papers and 3-ring binders (still!), and now attempting to decipher my journal sketches and notes from the gallery to turn them into a 4-page paper. Sweet.
And THIS is what I look like.Disgustingly yours, heather lea
Light reading for the under 30 or young at a heart.
Two of us contribute to this careless banter--we can't promise perfection, but we can promise a chortle or two.
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