meet & greet was splendid today

I woke up a little earlier than usual, showered, and got a Lyft with Michael this morning to go to the studio where I participate in an art program. Spent the whole morning painting and chatting with Abelardo. I painted 2 watercolors of sakura and a fairly tasteless pattern (well, I imagine it tastes like acrylic paint) that I will treasure because it’s the first large painting I’ve tried at, and I did actually have a concept in mind when I plotted it out, it’s just that I didn’t make up my mind whether to blend or not blend the sections.

After art session was over, Abelardo walked me to the bus station where I discovered that the value on my Sun Go card had expired and missed the bus in the process of replacing it. So I walked to a Vietnamese restaurant across from the station there on 6th Street and had the best spring rolls I’ve had since my dad drove me from Colorado to Tucson in 2014. That was the most amazing sunset of my life. Thank you Google for keeping that video in your generous servers. Back to lunch, when I got up to go to the bathroom I saw someone I recognized – Son, my former boss, from a job I didn’t really have to quit but it only made sense to at the time. Looking back at this decision I think I was kind of a fool. However, in the moment, he recognized me too, he just couldn’t remember my name and I don’t blame him because I only worked for him 2 weeks. It was a good job that paid what I expected and was only for 3 hours a day. Problem was that little wage worth was getting spent at the bakery on meals every day easily and then some, sometimes, and the whole point of me getting a job was to supplement my former partner’s income at the time. Granted it wasn’t really always my decision to eat there but all in all working for Son was a good experience. Would do it again. A++ Taught me a little about what an idiot I am sometimes. It’s good to learn those lessons as permanently as possible, to avoid repeating the idiocy. Taught me to deal with people and to avoid resting bitch face.

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