I had a pastel class tonight and proceeded to impress no one with artiness. Ed, my "pretty nude"-paintin' instructor, made fun of me. At one point he commented "Oh! Stop and we should frame it right now!" and I got flattered look on my face, and begun to say something to thank him, and then he was all "I'm just kidding." Ed made my heart bleed.

Afterwards I had a craving for White Castle. We went and all the food I ate was in rings. In accordance with this theme, i will blow it all out of my O-ring at some point later tomorrow. My digestion system shut down sometime several months ago.