After 14 hours of sleep, I am feeling finally better! I also had 3 consecutive sex dreams last night. Too much information? Maybe, but I think this proves (at least anecdotally), that sex is a recuperative force, and perhaps a panacea for the world's non-sex-related issues.
I made a diorama last night that centers around Sad Little White Girl attending a shark-themed cathedral. Sometime this week I will take pics of mah new shit and put them online. I promise.
I am at Clementine, pretending to sketch but really just reliving my sex dreams. Yum.