blargh.

I have a lot of things to do before going back to work tomorrow... mostly want to paint, but that will have to wait a bit.

I'm rereading Oryx and Crake by Margaret Atwood. What are you reading?

I enjoyed Kung Fu Panda. Sue me.

I want to quit smoking. It's dirty and unhealthy and expensive. It's also just one more thing to carry around. Why have I been doing this for over twenty years? Not sane.

I want to throw away a lot of the garbage that has cluttered up my life for far too long.

well... ok.

So I pretty much blew nablopomo. Ok.

Not letting that stop me. Maybe I'll try it again. Maybe I'll just blog whenever I feel like it.

I write these things to negate my own tendency to give up on things just because I hit a little snarl in life. Just reminding me that life is snarly. Just have to go with it. Just have to get on with it, no matter what happened last week or yesterday or ten minutes ago... or what might happen in a minute.

It's just life. If you survive it, kitty, then you have time to do what you want.

poisonous.

Toxic. That's how I feel right now... Which is aggravating because I actually have some positive things to look forward to.

But personally, emotionally... I am filled with very ugly emotions. Enough that it is eating at me physically.

Timing... Fail.

Just not a good night for kitty to be blogging.

odd little plaques...

...make for weird scans. (So get a camera, kitty. Gah.)



She's a bit different from the women I've been painting lately. She didn't even get sanded.

cookies.

I made them. Nothing fancy, just basic toll house... but not from a box. This is kind of rare for me, as I just don't much... cook. Hardly ever is probably the correct term. They turned out pretty good.

Amanda Palmer love:



She's like a big, scratchy cat that I want to marry. I know, I know... Get in line.

painting progress...

Well, the story here is that I'm making a bit of it. Progress, that is. On my little painting.

Maybe tomorrow she'll be ready.

Her eyes were telling me... that she needed new eyes. Be that.

my moods...

they do swing.

It hasn't taken much to get me snippy today. Really, though...

Gah, I have to stop myself before I commence with the big whining.

all day yesterday...

I kept thinking that I'd put up the Harry Potter thing that day. Ah, the mind... and its little skips.

I'm currently having a love/hate relationship with the little painting I've been working on since Saturday. I like her... but something just isn't right. Yet. More texture? Maybe.

I thought about posting her (as a W.I.P), but she tells me (with her eyes) that she isn't ready. Yet.

Going to bed now.

ack!

How did I miss Sunday?

Oh well. That's no excuse to give up.

More later, after work.

*sulks*

Should have been this month, dagnabbit.

must post...

something before falling asleep.

Hey, I actually got to put in a full week at work. And my muscles and aching back will attest to that. we've been working 32 hour weeks for the past month or so, but they took volunteers for today, so yay! I made it through a full week and won't have to cry quite so hard when I get my next paycheck.

I think the lovelies want me to create an island of warm human reading for them now.

i'm sorry...

...that this has been such a bad blog week. Really.

I just refuse not to post, even when I'm washed out and tired and have nothing to say.

What are you reading? I'm still reading Duma Key. It's not bad. (No Lisey's Story, but not bad.) Yes, I enjoy Steven King. Even the newer stuff. I usually end up seeking out a bit of King about once a year. (Favorites: Carrie and Rose Madder. Even though the endings make me want to scream. No, not in the way you would think.)

Rec something for me, huh?

I am so sleepy.

Seriously, things are topsy turvy at work and it's wearing me out.

There are a million things that I either need or want to be doing, but I'm having so much trouble finding any sort of energy.

I just want to curl up and sleep. I think I will in about ten minutes.

i assure you...

That this is a post. For real.

Look, it's right here on my blog, so it must be a post.

bleh... oh yea!... erm...

Mood swing, anyone? I have a few to spare.

Feel too antsy to write tonight.

And yet here I am. Writing. Not saying much, mind you, but writing no less.

Caves. I live in a cave, and carry it around with me. I want to find my home.

Sorry. Scattered.

well...

She isn't so much the Empress after all. In fact, she didn't turn out like I imagined she would at all. I'm cool with that. I think she's done, but I might scuff her up a bit more before varnishing.




I'm not really sure how I feel about her right now. Need to let her sit for a while before I make any decisions.

the worst thing about not driving...

Actually, there are a few. Trapped. Helpless for just in case...

Yes, there are a few, but tonight I'm feeling stuck on trapped. In this house. In this pattern.

Stuck.

It's past the due date, but my empress now has... a background. (Woo-hoo!)

I'm so out of love with handbags right now...

Seriously, I haven't seen a bag that I really like for years. I search... but always come up empty.

All I want is a veggie tote, messenger or large satchel, preferably in black, that will go over my shoulder if not over my head. Also must be neither too stiff nor too floppy. And no dangly or frou-frou, please. I would, though, like something attractive. Silver hardware is a plus.

Also, I would prefer not to have to take out a loan to get it. Because I couldn't.

Argh.

Silly blog, I know. Just one of those things that always bugs me.

quickie...

Just wanted to get a quick post in before midnight. The power went out earlier, and I was afraid I wouldn't make it on time. No work tomorrow, so I should have time for a better post.

Rahr, recession. My poor little paycheck...

Anyway, I think the lovelies are ready for bed now, so I'll sign off until tomorrow.

out of the mood...

Do you ever get like that? Just out of the mood for anything.

Sitting and staring. Maybe I should go and read for a while.

*stirs from sugar coma...*

Oh, kitty, grow up.

Have I mentioned that I need a haircut? Badly.

No art to show today. It has just been difficult to get time alone with the computer for the past couple of days. Hopefully tomorrow... I had to insist upon time to post here today.

I have been working on my Empress card for the Suzi Blu project... (By "working" I mean, well, there's gesso down.) I hope to have it done by Friday, but if not, I'll just get it done when I can.

I have a good idea for her. I'm curious to see what I actually end up with.


Here's a baby picture of Mr. Oliver Squeakers. Just because. Doesn't he look ferocious?

Well, today the financial pinch of cut back hours at work, and the physical pinch of my clothes on my compulsively over-eating body didn't stop me from buying... a whole, whole bunch of heavily reduced Halloween candy. I now have quite the little stockpile. Enough to last well into spring.

I also have a new blue wig and Pussyfoot pajamas and a little Ty "Fraidy Cat" and, for ze reading, Steven King's Duma Key.

All set for hibernating. I wish I could hibernate. Well, not the sleeping so much... I just want to hole up with the lovelies and paint and read and write and snuggle and such for a few months.

The Lovelies:



Actually, I think we'll just snuggle up on the futon and read a couple of chapters. Wow. I find myself looking forward to that.

thirsty?

This is another little 5x5 plaque... I think she's done. Not sure just yet.

First...

Can you guess what's in the neato little pocket?

Need help?




A little over three months ago I won this lovely from Rose at What I Made Today on Win A Whimsy Wednesday! (Link is in my blog list, over there on the left. Go make with the click-y. This blog is amazing.)

I love this little witch. She always makes me smile. The scan doesn't really do her justice, so just know that she looks like this, only better. The blue and red are, hmmm, I think the word would be pearly. I love the design and just the overall "feel" of this piece.

Belated thank you, Rose!