Answer: I'm an art student

I feel like a lot of the questions people want to ask me can be answered with "I'm an art student"

Q: Why are your pants covered in paint? Is that a new style from Abercrombie?
A: No, I'm an art student.

Q: Why are you carrying a pie down com ave?
A: I'm an art student. (I had do a painting of it)

Q: Why is there a summer squash in your backpack?
A: I'm an art student.

Q: Who are you?
A: I'm an art student.

Q: Why are you carrying a lifesize cardboard sculpture down com ave?
A: I'm an art student.

Q: Why do you look like you haven't slept in days?
A: I'm an art student.

Q: Why aren't you smiling?
A: I'm an art student.

Q: What's on your face?
A: Art.

okay so that last one can't be answered the same way, but it is funny and true.

Becca's second cousin is Ralph Malph

Happy Days. 

bowls with straws attached are so very practical

For the past hour and a half I've been out with my bike aka the roadmaster aka the magic carpet. Phil just told me I talked to him last night and I don't remember at all.

 I went to CVS and the grocery store formally known as Shaws looking for string. Apparently string is a rare find in these parts. I just don't understand why an object so simple as that can't be found in local pharmacies and grocery stores. ALSO I ran into, or biked into, my friend Mike that used to go to BU and he is amazing. I'm so happy that happened. I WISH I COULD FIND STRING. 

PS. Last night I made out with a freshman and then had to call my friend just so she could tell me his name because I forgot. oops. 

I might as well have jumped in a pool with my clothes on

I got caught in a rainstorm today. A serious one. My contact almost fell out. 

And then Donna from craigs list sold the bike to someone else. 

so that's the kind of day I had. 

but i did just go rock climbing. 

 

here's a picture that I took at the zoo of a red panda: 

Lemonade Business

I was the first customer of a lemonade stand just a minute ago. It was adorable really, and the lemonade was homemade. I don't know why i decided to walk down this certain street because I could have gone a number of ways and when I turned the corner i was like shit i'm thirsty I forgot I had bodily needs. Then I saw the lemonade stand and was like oh ok perfection. fairly perfect day minus the minor hangover. I fell asleep with the lights on and in my underwear. nice. 

Now I have to wait for this woman named Donna to call me so I can see if I fit on her vintage bike. Hopefully the way things have been going today I will and then I'll ride it back. I'm keeping my fingers crossed.

 I just typed with my fingers crossed. yep. 

Subject: My life

really?