Saw Willa again today, and she was still alright, we chatted about stuff in general and I told her a bit about Uncle Angus and what a cool dude he is. The only time I got a bit nervous about her was when we talked about painting and she said that she’d like to see some of my work, she must have seen the look of horror on my face because she started laughing and said “don’t worry, I’m not trying to get into your head through your art.†I was very relieved to hear that – it implied that she wasn’t impressed with all the nonsense about that kind of thing either. Or maybe it was a ploy, or maybe I’m a Paranoid Android.