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So I inadvertently locked the cat in the crawlspace all night because I didn't hear her go in, and didn't think to leave the door open anyway. I'm wondering if everything she's saying at me is swears or just 'oh god I'm so hungry!' I am such a bad owner.

And I totally just ended up washing all of my clothes with a package of Halls. So now they're all sticky and smell like menthol.

And it snowed.

*sigh*

I'm going to make an effort to make the rest of the day better, because it's certainly not gotten off to a fantastic start.

I spent most of Thursday night and yesterday morning working on my English paper. It is the second paper where I've actually hit and gone over (albeit slightly) the word limit. But it also meant that I couldn't go to the third Art Thing, which was sort of sad. It would have meant that I've hung out with Kait four times in the past two weeks. Never happens, that. Apparently a lot of people showed up to it, and it would have been fun. Oh well. I got my paper done on time, which is Important.

Other than that, most of yesterday was generally useless. I was stupid, and thought Artawearness started hours and hours before it did, and so I stayed at school the whole day. There didn't seem much point in going home if I'd just have to turn around and go back to school again. Anyway, I managed to read the assigned story for next week's English class, pay my ridiculous library fine ($35), and get out my books for my Modernisms Paper of Doom (due 19 March). Also hung out with Red and then with Tracy. I miss hanging out in the weaving studios. And still kind of want to steal that cone of bright fucking orange yarn. *sigh*

Artawearness was freaking amazing. I secured a seat just after seven, because I wanted a good view. Watched people for a while, sketched hot butch girls in my sketchbook. Caitlin McCann showed up and sat next to me. We haven't hung out in ages; we usually just wave at each other when walking through the school. Apparently we both share a love of early 20th century fashion. And hats. People started showing up in hordes just before the show was scheduled to start. Of course, it didn't start on time. That's almost expected.

It was the first time I'd been to Artawearness, and it was amazing. Although you couldn't understand anything that the MC was saying, at all. The pieces were hilarious, disturbing, beautiful, or some combination thereof. Just - amazing. (Some drunken ladies behind me like to loudly complain that they didn't understand certain works, which was rather annoying. Especially because the work that they couldn't understand - the silver one - was breathtakingly beautiful. I don't think you should dismiss something just because it isn't easily understood. Especially if it's art). 

Next year, I'm so going to be in the show. I'm going to start now. Or really soon. It's going to be awesome.

I have so many projects I want to start immediately. It kind of makes my head spin, a little bit.

Today I am hanging out with Jen. Huzzah! Haven't seen that girl in far too long. Tomorrow I lock myself in my house and work on all of the things I need to work on.