I've been getting extremely busy again, two classes, Kaplan and my freelance gig doing the atlantic school gala. All of these activities are really fun and rewarding (financially, emotionally, educationally), I just wish that instead of having to run all around every fucking borough, and stitch together a patchwork schedule, they'd all be collocated in space and time. (Librarians love to use the word collocated).

Last weekend, I still managed to find time to party up. Frank was visiting and a bunch of people met up at Grassroots to socialize in his honor. I drank many beers, Jen forced TK to consider a run for city council. I ended up hung the fuck over in a 6 hour class on saturday morning, but it was worth it for the bullshit conclusions Andrew and I drew about the significance of Madonna and Hillary Clinton in our lives.
 
The election is really stressing me out. But I found this amusing.