The gallery show was big, wonderful, and crowded. My piece was a bit out of the way, but still noticable once the columns didn't interupt the line of sight. Matt came o'er to the house before we drove over to the library. Got there almost halfway through the night, so some of my friends had already gone and left the show. The few that remained I introduced Matt (and Karen who me met up with in the gallery). I'm surprised that people were impressed with my piece... And surprise of the night: Eric Hannell (from summer school '99) was there with his other friends from ATech and still looking as fucking incredible (if not more so) than I remember him.
Christine was going around asking people about their thoughts for a column she's writing for the school paper... hopefully it will help remove the sour taste another article about the show (written by another art major no less) practically slaughtered it. Cristin and Emily got "married" infront of one of the larger sculptures and were all lovey-dovey the whole night. Nero (a.k.a. John from the back room) got a tad bit pissed that the ostrich meat he had cast in resin started to leak and drip down the wall of the gallery. Circus and Eva were over at their pieces every five minutes to fix the wiring so that the lights and sounds actually functioned.
Only regret: I missed the pageantry of the opening ceremony.
Afterwards, treated Matt to some real chinese food. Did ask him to Winter Formal, but I figured that the way I was originally going to do it would be far too dramatic... and he gets plenty of that from his different ex-girlfriends.
Speaking of which... I need to bother him about this girl he's going to ask out.
Now I have a lot of energy to finish up my homework and work on my assignment for art/ read more of Neverwhere.
Oh, and yes I need to work out a bit.
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