Talk Dirty to me

Soooo... Semester starts on the 30th for moi. I'm in an Anatomy class, a Drawing materials and techniques class (mainly just for the instructor), "The Dream" painting studio, And then a Topic: Visualizing Aggression (I have no idea what this is about, but it's a social science and it fufills muh requirements), and an intro to weather forecasting (again, fufills and requirement). Kinda psyched, worried as fawk. I quit my white-trash skid mark of a job yesterday. It should have been a good day, but it got shittier when I counted my register early in the day on a hunch and found it to be $27 short. I think the woman who I relieved tried to screw me, because they were short $17 this morning and she was short at least $11.80 and I didn't see her put it back into the register. My cook really saved my ass. Said goodbye to a buttload of good friends I made there, told some people off. It's a lot prettier when I'm walking away from it. Mad props to Matt, I've got internet (kinda) again. He must have spent a good 2 hours fixing my Landlady's WiFi so that I could get in on some of it. Still kinda in and out though (due to bad router, I think), but I'm glad to have anything at this point. Groovy shit. I put up my drapes, painted the majority of my kitchen floor and finished painting my shitter. All that's left is to finish the kitchen floor, repaint part of the cabinets, re-tile the bathroom and get the closet bar up. My bathroom shower track eludes me in terms of fix-it. Now I gots to get some furniture=DArt stuffs. Working on Duhan's painting, hope to have it finished by the end of the week. At the request of one of my cooks, I am doing the first, and probably the last, gay-oriented commission ever. A merman with a schlong. Then 2 drawings for my old Boss's son. I'm being managed by a friend in Jersey who will be making me a webbie. I'm entirely confident in his managing (specifically selling) abilities and have even got some collaborations goin with him. I'll most likely be trekkin' out there this New Years, which also gives me an excuse to see Daddy, Casey, and Sarah=D.So I get a call from my maw maw. Apparently Ki-Yell was doing his usual little nomad thang and started digging through a stack of CDs sitting my my parents' basement. He found one of my Depeche Mode CDs and ran off with it. He played it. He liked it. I'm tickled he likes DM. Maw is thrilled to be listening to something other than Disney soundtracks and Raffi. Go, Boy, go. I'm due, so piccies=D. I finally discovered how to bluetooth my cellphone pictures to muh laptop... Plus a little artwork.