roamingaround

I woke up feeling like a million bucks, hair the SAME color as before---I should write a nasty letter to the hacks at L'Oreal---but no worse for wear.

Last night I actually succeeded in going downtown to my friend's show, and met some interesting people there. One guy made these large, elaborate dioramas out of thin black wire...I can't even describe it. His room was full of amazing paraphernalia: hundreds of Simpsons figurines, old records, tiny paintings. And he had about five or six turtles hanging out in little tanks all over the place.

Meeting new people makes my day...