lyingstones

fuck. after they closed last night, the bar where i have my paintings hung was broken into. the place was trashed. at least one of my paintings was damaged. i ran by when i heard to inspect the damage, but no one wsa there. i have no idea how bad the damage is, or if more than one is hurt. they'll be there around five, so i'll stop in to check. fuck fuckfuck,

and i'm still drunk from last night. wow.