Within the next month I have to move out of my apartment and art studio (depressing), create an art installation within my apartment, pack for India, find the funding for India, get shots until I can no longer get shot, work until I can't anymore, finish my post baccalaureate, cut off all my hair (which is still iffy) and last but not least become homeless! I feel the return of zombie eye. Please be patient with me. I'm definitely going to enjoy this ride, but also be panicking on the off seconds that is not filled with excitement. So here we go folks!!!! Salut!