Minute amounts of work done, but enough to satisfy a weary half-depressed soul. I've been looking at too much good art and doubting my capabilities.
I have to get up early to go tile-shopping with the folks. This is where I get to be artsy and picky, considering I am usually left out of these decisions. My room, the hole that it is, was designated to moi when I was just a lass. Ugh. Have too many things. Bad Feng Shui most likely,but anyways. Apparently the house is going through a few makeovers, so I don't see why my room can't have a few things as well. When I acquire some dinero I'mma gonna decorattteeee on the cheap. I think it's only the kitchen getting the good treatment for now though...hmph. Ah well. It's about time.

Read/sleep time.