#tomorrow starts at 7:30 am hrrgh 🥴

[pastafossa]

A few highlights of the road trip down to art camp.

Me, trying to fit my massive bucket of driftwood into the trunk along with my bag of knives. Mom: 'sometimes I wonder if I shouldn't have encouraged painting.'

Explained to mother what a blorbo is, before telling her, 'and Bucky Barnes is your blorbo just like Matt Murdock is my blorbo.'

'And you love the blorbo?'

'Yes. Everything in history can be related to your blorbo. You would die for them.'

Laughed for ten minutes about a place called the Quaker Steak And Lube.

Explained to mother what a sad meow meow man is.

'So is Bucky a meow meow man? He's sad and pathetic.'

'Bucky Barnes is absolutely a meow meow man.'

'Can they also be blorbos?'

'The blorbo-meow meow man venn diagram is often a circle for people, yes.'

Passed a Florals And Christian Supply Store that appeared to sell only flowers and Jesus portraits because I guess Jesus alone don't sell.

Relayed a short history of the Fanfic dot net purges and how they were and were not similar to the tumblr adult content purge, after which I was told, 'grown ass adults deserve smut stories' as objection to the purges.

Howled and flipped off our old state with great joy as we passed through, and also insulted their sports teams despite knowing nothing about sports, but their spandex men are clearly not as good as our new spandex men, we make more of the points.

We counted 8 churches on the way into the tiny town where the art camp is, meanwhile the nearest Starbucks is 40 miles away. Mom, to me who is a vegetarian: 'we're in meat and starch land now, you'll be lucky if they don't herd you outside to eat leaves like an unruly deer.'

'I aspire to be the unruliest of deer.'

'You should, I did not raise ruly deer.'

#pasta life update #i am at art camp now! #tomorrow starts at 7:30 am hrrgh 🥴