This is what Tuesday night looks like.

some friends and i met up at blackbird bar in the castro at church + duboce to raise our verres in a santé to our french comrades. this is me trying to hold it together through drinks after 9 hours of work and 3 hours of class.

what are we doing, you ask?

mastering our french poses. obviously.

i had a strawberry cooler cocktail, which set me back $11 with tip and was strong enough to convince me that this was a good pose.   as you can see, i pretty much rocked it.