abstraction #1

at the gallery on friday, a gal from my class attempted to engage me in conversation. i had already been talking to her about buying one of her prints from the gallery that night and during conversation, i think she asked me to have wine with her that evening. something about her getting a hold of a really great bottle of wine and that she'd like it if i'd join her.
i was drunk and too high. i can't even remember what i told her as an excuse other than mentioning the fact that i don't drink red wine.

tonight, we have to meet back at the gallery to pick up our work. i'm going to hang around and clarify what she was asking.

might end up a nice lunch time friend.