So my efforts in procrastination hit an all time high on Saturday,which, as will become evident in the near future, is 'studio day' for me. I had grand plans of starting painting at, like, 9 am and going straight through until 5 pm with only half an hour for lunch. I had envisioned all 9 paintings lined up neat, tidy, and finished on the table in my studio class room, a sense of accomplishment hanging in the air....however... the ADD in me decided this was not to be. no....I got there at 10:30 am.....a whole hour and a half later than I had wanted...and then at 11:30 decided I had had enough of paint thinner fumes and went off on a adventure through the snow-covered hills surrounding my school. So I bundled up in my little yellow hat and brown plaid coat and off I went. I got to the top of the hill, breathed in the cold air, and was thinking that I should head back inside and then my hyperactive little brain went..."JESSE!!!!! Jesse needs to be made to go outside....he needs exercise...the doctor said so....Jesse is going on an adventure with me!" it seemed so rational at the time...so off I went running down the snow covered hill to the walkway leading the residence apartments. I had pictured this movement to be a graceful decent, reminiscent to horses galloping through snow....however it was closer to a penguin learning how to walk for the first time; I spent most of my downhill descent on my jean-clad ass. I got up laughing hysterically and continued on my merry little way. I got to the rez, and went to go enter the building when I noticed that it was locked to outsiders and that in order to gain access one had to buzz a resident of the building. So I found Jesse's name on the list and hit the button next to his name...repeatedly. Since there was no answer, I assumed he was either off pulling a 'Jasmine' (which is to say, 6 classes, 3 jobs, and not saying no to any additional requests..) or else just passed out from lack of sleep. I was about to leave, when a very confused looking Jesse opened the building door and stood there looking at me in a very sleepy state of being in his Archie pajama pants. Since this is not a normal occurrence for me, ( I'm generally a very introverted person, and don't generally do things on a whim) Jesse was convinced that I was either very sick, or else had breathed in a touch too much paint thinner and fumes. Silly boy. So after a quick, but serious talk, I convinced him to bundle up into his snow gear and off we went into the wilds of our campus. (and by wilds I mean carefully landscaped park settings.) we went and looked at a sculpture that sat on the crest of a hill, we hiked back to the pond, and then boldly and stupidly ventured across the semi frozen lake. Long story short, 2 hours later we were back at his apartment drinking coffee and playing last card. 3 hours later I was back at my studio....3 pm with less then 2 hours to go. so at 4:45 I was packed up and rushing up the stairs to catch my bus. All I had accomplished was 2 finished paintings, 5 halfway finished paintings, and 2 with just the washes on. Well, since they're due Wednesday, I know what I'm doing tomorrow.....
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