Sadly, the minute I touch anything narcotic I'm outa this country on a plane travelling at an appreciable fraction of the speed of light. I'll wait till I'm a citizen before attempting, you know, "pastures greener".

As a bonus, though, I ran into Her again yesterday and she's vowed to find me a poem. Her words were "something about good bye and leaving but more romantic than that" (nervous laughter).
Girls = Not Easily Understood
Also, she heard from someone (You know who you are - hang your head in shame) that I was having this "party" on Friday and she found out before I even saw her thus she acted all pretend pissed off I hadn't invited her. I duly invited her but she's working. She would be free Saturday but I changed the day from Saturday to Friday to accommodate a friend. Nice huh? Screwed over by my own kindness.

I've come to the conclusion that, unless I get more free time than I expect in Summer Camp (if I even go), I won't be updating my sketches much. I will, however, be updating this site with my thoughts on Amerique and potentially with photos too. So that's okay. Otherwise, go about your business.