Of peanut butter and art.
It's hasn't happened just yet, but I swear it's going to happen someday!
Am I the only who thinks spoons designated just for the spreading of peanut butter over bread/crackers/fruit isn't such a bad idea?
My weekend was le'crap. My college is messing with my bank account again, thar be trouble on the seas of work arrrr, and of course, the typical drama-drama just loves to follow me around. Sometimes, I want to retreat to the mountains and live the life of a hermit. No school, no work, and no el dramo to bring me down. Too bad I love people too much and that's going to be my downfall.
To combat the woes of life, I have been drowning myself in books and my sketchbook. Man, thank God for art. I don't think I could get through certain aspects of life without a pen and a sketchpad. It's a great way to let the stress out.