Apr 17, 2009 22:19
Work is trying to make my feet cry like little girls whose candy fell in dog poop, but since my feet lack tear ducts they just make me feel their pain causing me to hobble like a pirate with two peg legs!!!
Thus why I am utterly in love with my foot spa and epsom lavender salt.
Other then being completely out of shape and the job rubbing that in so painfully, I am doing well.
I want to be more creative with life and do something artsy and neat! My patch pants are fun, but I want something more unique that involves more talent then just sewing some strategically placed patches on jeans. Maybe I should start drawing again... Or maybe I should run around taking more pictures of things that I think are neat looking, pretty, or funny.
Maybe I should try to learn to play an instrument.
Maybe I could learn how to print/dye patterns on to fabric! Or maybe I should get a sewing machine and start making outfits from patterns.
I don't know I want to do all of these things, but lack the time, energy, money, motivation, and now I am sore... All the time.
Stupid physical labor that is trying to make me healthy again!
Stupid cry baby peg leg wannabe feet!
That is all.
For now.
~Le Squishe
physical,
creative,
work