The sound of indy cars was not my friend this morning. The bloody things were going so early. The sound travels and today, it travelled into my little ear drums as I was trying to sleep in. Didn’t like it.
I totally digg the workers at the bank downstairs. Today they’re partying. They have caricature artist, barista, and a variety of pastries. This is the photo of me held up on the fridge with penis magnets from famous works of art.
Good art day. I’m off to meet a friend at the AGO. Haven’t been in a while. I miss it there & I’m also going to be late! Broken Social Scene concert at Harbourfront Centre tonight. Outdoor + free = awesome!