last night, in a blinding flash of class and sophistication, steve and i sat in a dingy 24-hour mexican restaurant, sipping delicately on an extra-long straw leading into a styrofoam cup containing a club vodka martini from a can. we then drove around costa mesa while i yelled out everything that came into my line of vision. we talked more about life and it was just one of those nights where, even if things are sucky, you're just so goddamn thankful you have at least one friend who will support you no matter what.
ditched color theory today with the intention of sleeping, but that didn't happen. now i'm going to TRY to work more on the color wheel... emphasis on try.
tomorrow is my long school day. perspective, 3-d, and figure drawing. thirteen hours of artistic splendor.
more later, probably.
1 comment:
Albertacos? Albertos?
I had a friend who would support me no matter what once, but he kinda vanished. He is so absorbed about his own problems he wont let anyone else help when i would have supported him no matter what too, its kind of a guy thing but you ever see those movies where two friend have been through so much they are like "brothers of the battlefield" well thats how we were kinda. I mentioned him to you the other night. The one not in the car accident.
Hope what ever is being sucky stops and things get more digestable for you soon.
DonkOfKong
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