The "What Are You Doing This Moment" Thread

almost finished working on the painting. Next step is to cut and glue :). But since it's only 10pm, and I don't have class till 830 am (9 if you go from when my teacher shows up), I might add some extra details to make it look better. I'm thinking about giving the guy I painted a beard. Because...well...unbearded warriors are relatively unheard of. it would make him look more manly too.

My dad came into my studio (aka mom's basement) a few minutes ago to "check" something. I threatened to kill him if he looked at my painting...then he moused himself back upstairs.
 
*hm*....I should of given a few dollars to that deaf man, considering no one wanted to buy any key chains from him, then again the restaurant was pretty empty tonight. No problem, I see him a lot riding around town on his bicycle, even though I vaugely remember giving to him before, it's still always good to give.
 
I never give to beggars because I don't want to get my money out in front of them. Also most beggars here are shitheads who could live in government funded housing if they wanted to.
 
I rarely give to beggers when I think they'll go spend their money on beer or crack, but this man is always coming in and out of restaurants placing keychains on your table. After awhile you realize that he isn't a "peter griffin" and really is deaf. I know life is tough and I try to help those who really need it.
 
No, unfortunately. I don't have a car and it's a bit of a hike. I met a kid here though who's a pretty big metalhead, and he has a car. Maybe I'll see if he wants to hit it up one of these days.

Yeah, its a little out of the way in regards to the Red Line/Green line iirc. I was about to suggest Metal Haven since it was only a mile or so away, but totally forgot about it. At least the Belmont shore/broadway area is easily accessible.
 
Craigslist personals has provided me with my first laughs tonight. I came across this ad and couldn't help writing a joke reply. I wasn't rude, mind you, just a bit saucy and mischievous. The following email chain ensued:

wendy-luvs-jeff (that's the first part of her email address) said:
What did you get a degree in being an asshole?
me said:
Nah, I'm a self-educated asshole. The degree was in computer science.

Btw, who the hell is Jeff? You got something to hide?? <.<
wendy-luvs-jeff said:
Jeff is my son asshole
me said:
"I dont have any children."

^ Direct quote from your ad. I am in awe of your personal integrity.
wendy-luvs-jeff said:
Is this all you have to do? Ugh. Sad. Have a good life weirdo.
 
Trolling Craigslist FTMFW!!!!!!!!!!!! So fun.

Adult class was THE BOMB. Businessmen were mostly blue-collar businessmen with some dentists and computer engineers thrown in for good measure among the shopkeepers and gardeners. All were in the 28-40 range and about half of them were cute, and they were all wearing slim cut suits and had their hair did all nice. It was a casual sort of vibe and they got me and the other English teachers drunk afterward. The "free dinner" was a full blown dinner buffet with AMAZING ROASTED CORN ON THE COB.
 
I don't go for runs because my college is built on a fucking hill and it is a workout just going to class.