It's been a bad couple days.
I royally screwed up my 3d packaging final and nearly got into a fight with the directer of the print lab at school. Long story short I paid 40 bucks for prints that had blood on them when I picked them up. Fantastic. My final has blood on it. Unbelievable.
Brandon's mom just called and yelled at me. She demanded I stay on the phone with her until she talked to him. After about 30 seconds of awkward silence I hung up.
