Tonight was my last letterpress class. I was actually pretty bummed because I’ve gotten used to looking forward to Tuesdays which usually have no significance whatsoever. Because I’ve acquired an immense amount of useful letterpressing skills I was able to bang out one last print in addition to frying up some handmade, delicious pierogi in butter. We drank wine, ate food, and were just generally pretty awesome. It’s ok to be jealous.