Lit

This entire week I've felt like a child at the beach, preoccupied with sculpting the most spectacular sandcastle ever to be eyed within a 50 foot radius, and suddenly chimes ring faintly, coquettishly provoking your ears. They grow louder and more thunderous as each second passes until you're about to burst and the ice cream man's glorious truck approaches and what you've been yearning for all year finally lies before you, blinding you with delicious options.

Translation: I've moved to Richmond and started at VCU Brandcenter. I'm so fucking lit I'm about to skyrocket past the moon... probably to wherever it is that Spaceman Spiff goes to brutalize aliens.


Unrelated but great--