My very last final of the semester: submitted. I’m free. Free as a bird. This is a self portrait from my Corel Painter class. Yeah, yeah. Coffee on the brain…24/7.

Last night my eye mysteriously started twitching. Probably because I bought a plane ticket and I’m a nervous flier. The nightmares have already started. Last night I had a dream that I only had one minute to catch my flight but I didn’t know where the terminal was and my backpack was so heavy all I could do was shuffle like an old woman. I dream in clichés.
But that’s right folks. I will be living it up over New Year’s in LA. I owe my good friend Nem a visit. There will probably be a lot of partying (watching “Bones”), drinking (Starbucks) and general merriment (shopping).
I’m going to celebrate my new-found freedom with a guilt-free romp through Hulu.



