they speak English in "What"?

I didn't really do anything last night. At midnight, I was watching Pulp Fiction while working on a presentation. *shrug* My kind of night.

Yesterday, I went to a place called Texas Art Supply. Think: Giant Art Store. It reminded me of a place in Orange County that closed called Sterling Art. I used to spend hours in there ... wandering the aisles.

Needless to say, it was awesome.

It's been a while since I've painted. The last piece I did was a portrait of Jim Morrison shortly after my birthday. Aziz keeps reminding me that I need to paint some pieces for him, so that he can decorate his place. He wants to pay me for my paintings. Silly boy. I told him he could buy me art supplies for my birthday, instead. (Yes, 10 months from now.)

My family comes back tomorrow. =) I've missed them far too much. I mean, it's strange to think that I grew up with only seeing them once a year, if even. (Granted, that's more than my family in Lebanon, whom I've seen a grand total of 4 times.) But, now, I've essentially spent an entire year+ with them, with the longest time apart being ... the 5 days I was in California for Thanksgiving. And, even then, by the 4th day, my cousin wrote on my Facebook wall that it was time for me to come home. I agreed.