Saturday, September 12, 2009

Feet were torn..

Tomorrow (or today, rather..) I'm going to my first art class in the city and have to get up at eight am to catch the train. (And hopefully fit a slice of pizza somewhere into the schedule) certainly a change from waking up at two in the afternoon and stumbling downstairs still half asleep to eat cookies and just sit around more. Though the staying up till two hasn't changed yet..

ph:, david shrigley, chris burden facebook page

1 comment:

  1. ahh, this made me miss my summer holiday. wonderful pictures as well!