The adult struggle. If I had a washer and dryer in my apartment it would be a little less annoying. Having to take my laundry somewhere to wash is my least favorite thing to do. I remember when Chris would swing by and pick me up. I’d do laundry at his place and watch him play video games. It was great. Or when I didn’t want to leave the city he’d help me carry my laundry to the laundromat and we’d sit together playing 3DS or watching whatever they had on tv. Anyways, it’s 5pm and I’ve yet to go do laundry. I don’t wanna.
Yesterday was the Opening reception for Our Voices. A gallery show put together by Women in Comics. I had a great time and can’t wait for my next show with them.
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