Been trying to steal myself away to constraint on art and writing. It was going mildly well, if not for all those brain blockades, till I cought the sick. And still had to go to work till the weekend help stepped up and said they could swing the weekdays. joy~ now I can die in my blankets instead of behind the wheel and at work.
Till I have a functioning brain again *waves*
- Listening to: my head repeatedly hitting the desk
- Reading: endless dvd covers
- Watching: my frustration rising
- Playing: runing out of patience game
- Eating: fooooood
- Drinking: fooooood... no wait