assorted chalk

because any consolation helps. i need more pictures of fashion folk slaving through the night. so i can plaster my walls and tape myself down at the table. the space below pilati's is the givenchy atelier. what a mad block. what keeps you awake? what keeps them awake? because now by 5 i am sick enough to forsake everything and head for my dear blanket. all this despite the packets of chrysanthenum white tea, hoarded muji and japanese snacks, giant mos milk teas, new playlists and this, blogging to keep awake.

for the last few nights, i kept making a face at the strangest ad that i couldnt piece together for the longest time.

"think you are the galaxy's biggest turkey?"  ?!!!#$$? 

i finally heard it right today : star trek -- "think you are the galaxy's biggest trekkie?" 

technically 2 mre hours at the cutting table before that hour again, more tea break posts another time. this is all worth it, big time, yea!