Jen

What time is it?

4:30.

It’s not late, no, no. It’s early, early.

That is what time I went to bed. Curse those damn Spin Doctors.

Last night, I had full intentions of staying home and getting some things done around the house. Of course, that did not happen. I met Ken at 8 something for dinner at the Thai Bowl. Then we went to UIC and I worked on this painting that I’m trying to finish. It’s pretty big – about 47 inches square, so this is an ambitious project. The largest painting I have completed was 16 x 20 inches. Anyway, at about 12:30, I said goodbye to my honey, who was diligently working on his Haymarket Assholes video in the editing room, grabbed the spare keys for his place, and Ken and I left. I didn’t want to leave the painting at school any longer, so I got the brilliant idea of taking a really large canvas to Pat’s in a very small Honda, which is my car. Obviously, it doesn’t fit in my trunk, or back seat, so we have to put it on the roof. Here’s the clincher- we have no rope. So, I use my cunning McGyver like skills and come up with a brilliant idea. I have a blanket (to be more specific, a bright yellow, old-school sleeping bag with an elf on it) in my trunk at all times. Usually, it is in there to cover the back seat when I take my neurotic dog for a car ride. Anyway, we throw the blanket over the canvas, and shut the edges in my car doors. After all that, I decided that since it was on my rooftop, I might as well take it all the way home, so I wouldn’t have to repeat this in the daylight. At 1:30-2ish am, if you saw a car driving down Ashland with a large elfin covered flat, square shaped item on top of a ’91 Honda Civic, that was me. Oh yeah, then it started to rain (the painting was not damaged!) Since Ken and I have an obsession with Polaroids, we took some of the event. After dropping it off, we stopped at Blackhawk and Ashland for more random Polaroids and then I took Ken home. I get back to Pat’s, play with Bean (the kitty!) for awhile and get to bed finally, only to be awoken by Pat, who was looking for my car keys. Stupid me, I parked my car in a street cleaning zone.

Me tired.