today was nice. at four, John Rankin gave me a call and we caught up over an early dinner. then, in drawing class, we drew the odd old guy, but it came out alright. tomorrow, test in english... ugg
alright, to start off... while part of me really thought Scorcese was due, a somewhat larger part wanted him to be shafted once again. Instead, he won and i got to here his frantic speech. Good awards, must say. thoguh borat should have been taking some gold, people. seriously. grow some balls, Academy
today, i did my art homework at CFA, which was a bitch since the heat was turned on and none of the windows like to open there. Then i came back and did some writing. Tomorrow, i get to see Call Me Lightning! sweet
took the vi-sci test, which wasnt too hard, though some of those questions were mighty crappy. Then, i found out that despite my poor reading habits, i actually read plenty of Henry James for class today. and then i came back home and wrote my essay for tomorrow.