phylactery factory
Signed my application for a new lease. $700 and 7 days from now I’ll get to find out where the hell I’m living next year.
A girl had a seizure today in printmaking class. I was assigned the immediate task of running to the office and calling for an ambulance. Cool start to the morning, no serious injuries.
Some friends want me to cover a song for them later today and jam. It’s a dumb song but I’ll do it anyway because it’s been too long. Also they have some original stuff they want me to collab on that I’ve never heard.
My fingers are taped up and bloody.
My office smells like coffee.
My brain smells like grog.
(via youngtongues)
