School's funny like that. There comes a point to every school year when you look down at the descending numbers and offer a hearty chuckle to the pages. The only problem is when this point comes at the seventh day of school. Then the hearty chuckle is over and there is still approximately 201325.238 days of school left, at least in your mind. School's funny like that.

My Studio class takes up all of my time with projects I'd rather not post here because they are to build technique and lack that unique whatever i try to put into the stuff I post here. The exchange of technique for feeling is a rather sad one. Maybe one day it won't have to be. But for now it is.

Anyway, if my scanner worked and I didn't have to migrate up Mount Steperest to get to the other one, I might've considered scanning in the drawings from my notebooks, which might as well say they work two jobs because they're sketchbooks too.

I really have no idea where this is going. i'm going to stop. now.

Have a majestic day or night or week or life

Taj