Retail Therapy and Clay

My new therapy craft: Ceramics

I dig it. :-)

Yes, you know I paint, but now I'm attempting to mold. It's a messy lil' buggar, but it's a joy I'm going to savor while the clay is abundant. Yep.

Oh! And my footsies are dressed with fun shoes again. :-) I dig my happy feet. :-P

Sigh, again!?

I'm in such a cranky-ass mood and I can't shake it!

Last night I couldn't sleep because of the most silliest of thoughts, and then today the psychotic ranting NOISE just started ringing again...and again...and AGAIN AND AGAIN, KILLING my most relieved calm SO FAST that now I'm in the shittiest of moods...yet again.

I'm also irritated beyond belief because I have to perform tomorrow at the church with sheet music that I don't have because I left it in Renton...damn it all to hell.

The littlest of things are making me so upset...more than likely due to the damned fact that I will always and forever have this ringing barking noise in my head that will NEVER go away!

I want to shove the fucking diamond down that throat NOW, or stuff it up that putrid ass! GRRRRRR!!!

SHAMELESS!! SO SHAMELESS!! Karma is a bitch, and y'all are going straight to hell.

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I'm not meant to breathe well in this world, so I might as well have a cigarette.