less psycho today

thank goodness.

I'm looking forward to yoga, looking forward to coffee after and then Sherlock Holmes. :D

there is this hole in the center of my soul

and I can't fill it up and I know, like I know that the sun will come up tomorrow, that it won't heal.

the temptation to stomp my feet and throw a temper tantrum is huge

huge.

*stretches*

Man, I'm sore today. My shoulder and neck feel like frozen rope. :P

I mean, it's not serious and I really shouldn't bitch, but I'm going to. ;-)

The patio's going in today -- I'm *so* excited. I'll share pictures once it's done. The grass is fabulous. Man, I need to get the lawnmover fixed and put the container gardens in...

sighs

Man, I'm tired. ;-)

Art Journal Ho

So, I've been working, writing, traveling, cleaning, organizing, dealing, killing, doing, being.

And I've been journaling.

Watercolors and collages, poetry and decoupage, fabric art and pencil drawings.

Good things.

With glitter and the periodic use of an xacto knife.

It's good.

Now, yoga. After a snack.

Shopping in Vegas

Sort of rocked -- I bought some fabulous clothes. It's grand -- to know no matter where I go in to shop, there's something that fits me.

I bought jeans, a leather top, amazing makeup, a hoodie, a backless sweater, and another pair of Steve Madden shoes. (Hooker shoes make me happy -- these are leopard print stillettos.)

:D