Gretel was our first wiener dog.

I miss her... I thought I'd write about something different tonight...

but I can't... I think the funk is being brought on by the end of my time in school... It's only been 19 months but it's been very intense. I think most of my friends are ready for it to be over as am I.

It's the end of something that's become semi-comfortable and the beginning of something new (again). When I graduate will I all of a sudden be able to call myself an artist and not grimace when I do so? Will I have an air of confidence about me? Will I have to get a job at Starbucks when I move back to Seattle?

All these questions... I'm sure will only be replaced by new ones once they are answered.