It came on Monday, after I'd ordered it Thursday over a sixer of Snow Storm. The chalk board in the photo hangs next to my bed at about 3'x5' for a measly three bucks. I've been satisfied with it. Shit, above all things, it's practical. How else am I able to explain the entire Iliad to someone who's never read it.
Some days I draw pictures of Ray Charles doing Heroin; if Ray Charles would've asked myself and Olsen to do some with him, I'm fairly sure our answer would be yes. Though, we'd be those awkward first-timers all caught up in a sing song. Other days, I draw pictures of the Wu-Tang Clan and render myself into the equation, all scarfed and un-Carharted and, un-black.
Otherwise, the week's been reciprocating for the first time this semester. I hand in research papers, and my palette is empty for the rest of the week.
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