So here she is. In Ned B's bed. It took her about 3 days to take over. Would have happened sooner but we kept her in a saparate room from the other guys for 2 days.
This was a Halloween to remember only because I had a cool costume ( Meany Mouse), and because Ned Biscuit tried to kill himself by comsuming an entire bag of Hershey's miniatures. Todd and I went over to my brother Scott's house for his roommate Chris' party that was'nt. We went across the street to a party that was, but neither of us felt in the mood - particularly since Todd had to work in the morning. Good thing we went home early because Ned had just strated on the second bag of Hersheys. Moments later we were at Dove Lewis, 24 hour emergency animal hospital waiting in the lobby for the word on whether Ned's force vomiting was working out okay. In the meantime we got to witness a woman walking out of the place in tears with an empty cat carrier, and a man being told that his cat's urinary blockage was going to cost him $1000 to treat. FUN. The good news is that Ned Biscuit pulled through. This was his second chocolate overdose followed by a trip to Dove Lewis. the moral of the story? Hide the chocolate better.
I am a painter. I live in Portland,OR.
I am very glad that I can make paintings because I don't know what else I would do. I went to art school because I had a facility for drawing and painting but also because I thought I should go to college and I hated math. Going to a private art college helped me to avoid revisiting the hell that is Algebra.