My visit to St Mary's didn't go as planned.

I returned to the DC area on Saturday and spent an awkward day with my parents. (Hi Mom. Hi Dad. I really wish you'd stop reading this blog. I mean it.)

I came back to my place and sculpted a few more vag badges, but I haven't taken photos of them yet. They'll be in my store soon, I swear. Justine is visiting, and she strongly suggests that I make vaginas of various proportions, anatomically. I admit, I've fallen into a pattern. Perhaps I'll experiment with new shapes soon.

I am getting to know my new basementmate, and I am thoroughly pleased thus far.

It looks like I'm not going to Acorn this weekend due to a conflicting appointment. I am bummed. I like Acorn. I might head down for a marriage/commitment ceremony on the weekend of the 24th, though.

I am not bummed about this album, which I have listening to obsessively. It's by Jesca Hoop. She popped up on my Laura Veirs playlist on Pandora, if that gives you a better idea of what she sounds like. You can even check her out before you download; she has a trippy music video on Youtube for your listening/viewing pleasure.