So, in addition to being like, INSANE, Geisha’s actually a talented artist and gifted me with this oil painting of Kurt Cobaine that was her first realization that she had artistic talent. She randomly showed up at my apartment Wednesday night while I was (I swear, only) taking a break from studying. I like to think of it as my “I’m confident you’re going to graduate” present.

So I don’t quite know where I’m going to hang Kurt. Right now he’s up on my living and dining room wall between my bookshelves. Kurt kind of freaks me out. It’s like he’s judging me. “Almost one in the afternoon and you’re sitting around watching movies and you haven’t even showered?”

He’s certainly not going in my bedroom.

So. Shrek 3 tonight is a graduation present from Geisha, but Kurt is the gift that will be freaking me out long after I’ve forgotten about Shrek.

… but I don’t have a hangover. Anyway, as a graduation present, Geisha’s treating me to this tonight:

(Hey, if someone can tell me where the music from the “rich spoiled princesses” bit is, I’d be appreciative!)

I (kind of) wish I was drunk writing this (mostly because Islendingabull said “My favorite posts of yours are when you’re blastered”*), but I guess I’ve been developing an alcohol resistance after all, because I’m so not drunk (nor was I when I left the bar two and a half hours ago).

The May Baltimore Blogger Happy Hour turned out to be a small, rather intimate affair in a college bar that was actually quite … deserted. Seriously. We had the whole place to ourselves. It was pretty great, and you suck for not coming.

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