Fuck, the dating pool up here is shallow as hell. Shit just aint working I guess. The triangle of women is in full effect for me. 1. good looking 2. emotionally stable 3. intelligent you can only have two. I have found this triangle very very true as of late. At least I'm trying I guess. This is the longest I've ever been single really, so that's good. My pa says its good for me, and I believe it. Fuck yeah, a mash up of frontier psychiatrist and clint eastwood. Dope. Plus I know Jordan's in an actual relationship, so I might as well be trying right? I'll stay quiet on that one, but I guess I should actually try now. Just had a good heart to heart with some residents, they lub me. One resident, who is better at graff than me, is painting me one GIANT spray on butcher paper. Stoked. Class all day tomorrow. Nervous. I have to turn in my film assignment. I was in the darkroom literally ALL day, just doing prints. My eyes hurt after. Plus, I ruined 75% of a role, I was having a bad developing day, but a good printing one. I even skipped my only class to get it done. I should sleep. Night.