A note of weirdness, pre 10am

I got up around 9 this morning to go to the studio and change out my linter (don't worry, non-art folks, that has nothing to do with anything) and ended up having girl talk about weddings with a girl who I know to be an unberchristian for almost 15 minutes. I'm not a girl talk, wedding, or christian sort of person, but I made myself do it and actually succeeded at seeming, I don't know, friendly.

That's almost a nice change from what happened last friday, when I felt the crushing weight of loserdom in my art history class because no one would trade their essay with me. Still need to email the professor about what to do with my own essay still in hand. L is for loser.