Yezow, I’m still tired. Got back from the Drawathon bothered, bewitched, and a bewildered. 12 hours of drawing, nudity, pizza, coffee, and nonstop drumming. Sadly, I lost my glasses in the mad rush and couldn’t draw for squat afterwards. Oh well, I had fun not-breaking-but-entering rooms around Pratt’s bizzare, Victorian/Industrial campus. Afterwards, I had breakfast in a diner and treated myself to an early morning hookah pipe before heading home and going to sleep. Ahh, til next year.