ugh

stabbing on a train at 10:30 in the morning? yes, i was on that train. who does that, seriously. i was still drunk when i arrived at the museum due to last night's activities. also made a point of stopping at moma to check out design and the elastic mind before it closed. i wish i'd been able to go on a weekday with 2 hours to spare, and not having gone to another museum right before. brain drain!

on an unrelated note, art school eh? it's normal for kids to go to class drunk and stoned? yesterday the french dude came into class totally wasted. on what, i'm not sure. definitely drunk as my friend said he reeekd (like me this morning!), put a big sequined butterfly in his hair, and started wandering around the room, touching people and saying random things very loudly. he also winked very slowly and did air kisses. i thought it was e since he was so touchy-feely, but one of his friends said it was coke. sadly, i can see doing that in order to work through the night to get your work done. all in all, it was hilarious (tho he did get slightl annoying) and i was entertained.