So horribly busy right now, making things. I've discovered something about myself...I have a hard time feeling motivated to work unless I have a mission. I need deadlines and projects and a good poke, or else I stagnate. How immature of me!
rumdiculous, by the way, is a total sweetheart who sent me a serendipitous impromptu package which I received just in the nick of time (I was about to descend into a session of self-pity...I'm feelin' weak today). I opened it up and was rewarded with a purple plush bunny shaped like a Peep, and I love Peeps. Among iconic sugar treats there's nothing cuter...though I admit I like them best when they're just a bit stale.
Thanks, kiddo. :-) You make me smile.
Back to work. A whole flock of masks are cut out on my living room floor and just lay there like flattened roadkill from a bizarre steamroller/Mardi Gras mishap. The pantheon of Egyptian god masks mocks me with its half-finished state. I can't rest until everyone is properly gilded for a trip to the afterlife (or perhaps just some masked ball).
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Thanks, kiddo. :-) You make me smile.
Back to work. A whole flock of masks are cut out on my living room floor and just lay there like flattened roadkill from a bizarre steamroller/Mardi Gras mishap. The pantheon of Egyptian god masks mocks me with its half-finished state. I can't rest until everyone is properly gilded for a trip to the afterlife (or perhaps just some masked ball).