I've escaped figure study. I stopped drawing people an hour ago, and instead drew a racoon.

It's amazing how everyone here thinks they're so unique, but to me - they all look the same. Everyone is alike in trying to be as different as they can. On a bigger scale, our entire society is obsessed with personal identity, but no one seems to have it.
And Watkin's students' attitudes towards their teachers cracks me up. Everyone marvels at everything an instructor says, never stopping to think, "Hey, maybe 4, 8, or how ever many years they were in college doesn't mean anything. Maybe they don't know any more than I do."

Spring Break next week. I'll be having my wisdom teeth taken out on the first day, though.

Oh, Andrew and I moved this weekend. Most everything is already unpacked and in order aside from a few stray boxes here and there. We brought our cat over on....Sunday night, I think. She seems to be adjusting well. But I worry she'll go crazy not being able to go outside the way she could before. I try to keep her entertained as much as possible.

In 10 minutes my class is over and Andrew gets off work. He'll be home a good 30 minutes before me, so maybe he'll make dinner. I better go. I hope all is well.