Last night was girls night. Erin and I went shopping for things we didn’t need. Kerri and Georgia met us and we walked to Hong Kong, near Fanieul Hall. We stayed out late dancing and catching up. There was four rough sex’s with blue smurfs. I had a really great time and came home smiling with sore feet.
Therapy does exist in these female social circles.
Which is an idea that I get to assist in proving by collaborating on a really unique dance/thesis project with a student from Lesley. She asked me to do some photography, some graphics and get a pedicure. I said yes to all three, except the pedicure because I was poor that week.
I guess the point is that I’ve been offered some cool opportunites of late. Freelance, art projects, money for my photographs, a place to show some of my work, oh yeah and a job.
Now if only I wasn’t working 12 hours today on 3 hours sleep so I could nap and get my documentary project nearer to completion. Alas. This does not seem likely.
Also who called me at 4am from a 508 number and didn’t leave a message? Wrong number? Wierd.
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