missprint

I have a game I play with myself. Its called drunken scavenger hunt. When I come home in the wee hours of the morning drunk off my ass I put things away in clever little places, all the while thinking what a good place to put that. Wonder why I never thought to put it there before. As you can probably guess, when I wake up in the morning I cant find anything. Usually its my car keys or my wallet. This time it was an antique necklace and matching bracelet. Ive been searching for them all week. I just found them in the manila file where I keep all my pay stubs. Sober me won this round.

This weekend was uneventful. I helped kids make Halloween costumes at the place where I volunteer. I suck at sewing even more than I had previously thought. I went to a poetry reading at Brown. It was amazing. No pretentious crap. Which is amazing, all things considered. That was the highlight of my Saturday night. I need to stop going to parties.

Waiting for my model to show up for a photo shoot. She sounded pissed on the phone. Lets hope she actually shows, or Im screwed.

Hope you all had a lovely weekend.

K