Waiting for Friday like a jones’n crack whore

I’m waiting for Friday afternoon like Im gonna get laid. I get to leave here and see a bunch of my friends at Shawna’s house for a comitting meeting, then we’re all gonna crash there. After that, hopefully we can all hang out some more, then have the AFG movie night, which will rock in the most awesome of ways. Fuck yeah, for Nightmere before Christmas and Rocky Horror.

I also get to go home Saturday night. When the truck died, I totally thought that I was never going to get back, but I made it last week and this week, so I’m on a winning streak.

Something else cool: At the museum of some sort of shit, they’re having a mexican folk art exibit, which is something I’m really into right now, and it seems to incorperate itself into my art a lot. My mom and my grandma are going to take me to it, maybe I can bring Katy too.

This weekend should be bitchin. Especially after all this midterm nonesense I’ve had to endure. College is exausting.