Is it time yet for me to be whisked away to Costa Rica for an indefinite amount of time by someone amazingly handsome and engaging?
Because I'm exhausted, and I want to be in Costa Rica.
I finished my final today in seventeen minutes. You read that correctly. Seventeen. And what's more, I know I aced it. I have one final left tomorrow evening, and then I'm done for the next four weeks. And just like last semester, I have no idea what I'm going to do with myself with all of this upcoming free time. I suppose I'll sleep through a good deal of it. I feel like I could sleep forever right now.
I'm doing my final presentation tomorrow night on photography. I had initially planned on urban and rural abandonment, but I couldn't get into Longmont Sugar Mill in time (thanks for responding to my emails, pricks!), and I didn't want to go to Gilman alone, since it's so very far away, and it requires a hike into it, and more than likely camping out for the night. It would have been absolutely amazing...if I had a social life to speak of, and friends nutty enough to do this sort of thing based solely on my wild whims. Photography will suit me just fine, however. Narcissism is real, my friends, and I am using all of my own photos in this ten minute long presentation. Fuck. Yes. This is a move that surprises no one.
I have a very small photo job this Sunday, and I'm pretty excited. I'm going to take family photos for a friend of mine, and she was lovely enough to offer to pay me for it. I would have done it for free. What a sucker.
She's not a sucker. She offered, despite my protestation that she didn't have to pay me.
I'm close enough to done that I don't feel bad about taking this small break to write in my blog. But I should get back to the project so I can finish it, and maybe catch an episode of Black Mirror before I pass out.
Friday? Day drinking in my panties. Because if I'm not being handsomely escorted to Costa Rica, god dammit, I'm going to make myself too drunk to care.
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