final art sale profit (minus school cutout) = $51.
production costs = $41.
oy vey.

i was pretty antsy yesterday, realizing that at the very least, i was at the wrong venue (along with being convinced i had chosen the one career that was going to land me in debter's prison), and then exhausted and bummed by the end.

but afterwards i ran into a friend who gave me a ride home, took me grocery shopping (in her car, so i could get orange juice, and four boxes of soy milk), stayed for dinner, and then went out with me and watched Borat. there were a couple of scenes when i almost fell out of my seat, i was laughing so hard. one in particular made me shriek like a pinched baby (but happier). i hadn't really heard anything about the film, or its background, so i didn't have any expectations or preconceptions, which made it all the more perfect.

i was cheerful and happy when i got home. and today i washed clothes and dishes, mopped the floor, tidied, ate sushi and firmed up the idea that i'm actually moving. oh, and i found a piece of mail i had overlooked that had the rest of my fishing pay, which was enough to lift me to giddy. so... everything is feeling much calmer and more approachable, and i'm looking forward to stuffing myself on thanksgiving...