We then stopped by Starbucks and drew for a bit. I got nothing done, though. Poo. I really do need to be completely alone to produce. >_<
Then fed her and took her home. Now waiting for my mother to return, for then I help with the moving of furniture. *strikes a pose* fear my muscles. I am manly. *sits there in her pretty black lacy skirt and heels* whaaat?