I was taking off my scarf last night and I thought I had a safety-pin caught in it, so I pulled and then went YEOWCH! as I gouged myself on a tiny barbed fishhook. I have no idea where or how I picked it up. I don’t even know anyone who fishes.
What do you do when someone’s boyfriend turns out to be a great big racist? When someone in their early twenties comes out with something you’d expect from either an RSA veteran (forgivable) or a total dumbass (not so cool) it turns out the best thing NOT to do is raise your eyebrows and catch the girlfriend’s eye.
It’s too cold to draw and I’ve been in my room for the past 9 hours, being very quiet. I really should get something to eat.
