I have been so busy that I nearly broke down in my painting class a week ago. I have projects due every other week and five pages essays to complete on the weekends that include a ton of reading. I think my 3d design teacher is nuts. My anthropology professor is nuts too. My history professor is awesome and I can't get enough of my painting teachers classes, unfortunately she doesn't teach any other classes after this one. Makes me sad.

Besides school, My husband and I are closing on a house in the next 2-3 weeks! Our own place where I can do whatever the fuck I want like getting a snake. (which happened a week ago. His name is Conway! I has pics up soon.) But we won't be able to move in right away. We managed to get a $30,000 grant for home improvements. But with such the contractor can't have us there when they work. So Mom gets to deal with us for a month or two. That means us the cats, snake and our spaz of a dog. We are moving out this Friday and most of the packing is done but not as far as I would like. I'm just trying to survive. Everything happening at once is making me freak out often...I'm waiting for the men in white coats to drag me away...