day 2

washed my pen in my whites again

maybe these pens arent lucky after all

day 1

washed my pens in my whites

ruined my spankin new nike pro undershirt

have since rewashed my jacket 5 times

have ink splattering my body

smell like fish

pen, of course, is just fine

bazam

today i went and played tennis. since you know that i like photo essays i will include one at the end of this entry.

i spent the weekend in albany visiting one mz. melissa mazula-san. which was quite nice. i learned a lot about beer and how much (or little) it can cost, i found out some important things about the annual tulip festival (although not why they have one, nor did i see any tulips), and i spent mothers day with a mother. not mine, mind you, but a mother none the less.

tomorrow morning i start seafood fabrication. it will be my first kitchen class, and i have to say that i am a little nervous. ive been sharpening my knives and practicing tying my neckerchief all day, well with the exception of tennis and lunch at rossis (thanks emily) which was absolutely fantastic. easily the best sandwich ive had in months and months.

well i know youre all dying to see my essay so here it is:

"dutchess racquet: a conversation on blood blisters"

if youre wondering how it ended, let me just say accidental sanitizer