Tablet mashed things to the wall and every now and again would turn to me and say: STOP TAKING MY PICTURE. I ate a burrito and then slept & sweated (EW).

OH NO, CASEY. If she wasn't drinking that beer, she was telling me how much she didn't like me. She doesn't have pets.

After making sure that there weren't creepz in the room, Kristin got on her head. Though she was mistaken! We were all creepz!

All of the decorations were in the closet. I think that a mussed up hotel room is the best place ever, that's why I tried to sleep in it so much. Everybody else
decided that it wasn't the best place ever, so they kept waking me up.

Look! The pizza is still there! It was for the eating & BOY DID THAT HAPPEN.

Wait, a point is being made:

& that point was, regarding pizza = WHEN YOU ARE SNOOZING, YOU ARE LOOZING.

Reger show recap: "Hey everyone! The show last night was a big success! We had about 60-70 people
come throughout the night and had a a lot of sincere interest in the work. Among the attendees were
numerous artists, curators, dealers and other art professionals from the Chicago scene and beyond.
Although sales were pretty non-existent, I think we spread lots of word and love about all of your work!
So a quick email toast to a successful event!

I'd be happy to give anyone interested a more thorough synopsis in phone or in person once
I'm back in NY, but I just wanted to let everyone know how it went and thanks while I'm near a computer!
Chitown kids, extra thanks for all of the logistic help, NYC kids, I'm shipping everything back to BK as we speak."

Kristin Reger has more energy than everybody in the history of the world, ever, combined, and the future too. (I love people once more.)