Summer goals

Finding a pair of high waisted shorts so I can wear cute crop tops

There’s an actual Italian native speaker in my Italian 3 class who is taking it for university credit and I hate him and his crisp fluency deeply

Losing my shit

It’s Wednesday. The show opens unofficially monday. Not only did my professor not put my last piece in the kiln (he won’t let me do it because he doesn’t want to waste a whole kiln on my smaller piece)- SOMEONE BROKE THE WHOLE LEG CLEAN OFF

I. I’m. I’m not freaking out only because I’m in shock.

I have a plan B but it’s not approved and I’ll be fucked if it works but what the fuck who the fuck touched my piece who the fuck. If it was my professor I will fuck his shit up say goodbye to your family you’re spending the next week with me

My senior show is exactly a week from today and my professor has not let me put my last piece into the kiln. For the BISQUE fire. *tears hair out*

Painting the pedestals in prep for my senior show

Me: I’ll paint each pedestal in turn and then wait for them to dry instead of finding two two by fours for each one. It might take longer but the paint should dry in about ten minutes each, right?

Pedestals:

I don’t like our new art building facilities manager. I miss Fred. He was old as dirt and would talk your ear off, but he was nice and super friendly and wanted to help more than anything. The new guy is surly and has yelled at me like three times

That moment when

I have tons of painting to do today and only a few hours to whip up the strongest protection spell of my life, but I’ve banned myself from using blood magic, and then there’s the challenge of planting it or getting him to goddamn take it with him so long story short I guess I’m going to the store for caffeine and anise