Fuck the coffee club. Ahem. I'm dancing around my family room, singing at the top of my lungs. The song? Know Your Onion!, by The Shins. (The live version, of course. Is there any better?!) The Gilmore Girls is coming on any second and I am bursting with anticipation of an episode I may or not have seen. My clothes are SO comfortable, because I have been wearing them for the past six years and they are so moulded to my shape. Beverage? Why, Ice Tea of course. Mango Green Tea came a bit later. Pretzels still in the picture, potato cakes also a popular choice. The smell of printing ink fills my nose as I get my Studio folio back. I fit Barbara to a jacket that I don't end up making. But the toile was worth it. The year is 2006, my friends. That was the good time. The best time. Capturing that perfection is what I'm aiming for now. I suck.