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Well, I’ve spent the day painting my new studio and I’m just wiped out. A minute ago I came back to my current studio (just down the hall), sat down, and realized: there’s a COLD DAMN BEER in the fridge! Just waiting for me. Holy smokes. Life is sweet.

I don’t usually swear so much in public, but there’s something about beer that makes me want to cuss with glee.