Urge to sublimate, welling. I foresee a period of relative hermitude, soon. I will paint and sew. I might even mess around with the plaster of paris I know is stashed in a certain place. I feel the need to see what's in my head. Bit of a quarter life crisis - do I want to do the art thing, what do I stand for, what are the new Rules ( Read more... )

I think I'm about to disappear into a quiet nook of creativity

Music I want to trot models out to ( Read more... )

Sitting on the oh-wow-I-can-see-the-floor of the lounge, drinking a mix of 'gunpowder' green tea, skullcap and chamomile with palm sugar. In a few minutes I ought to be well mellowed out ( Read more... )

Amendments diary: Rosita's dress will fit on the night! Whew and Halleluia ( Read more... )

Presales for Black Circus are out... and disturbingly shiny ( Read more... )

That's it. No more revisions to that accursed gig poster, nobody's payin' me for this, argarrblargle etc ( Read more... )

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So, our conditional offer on the Tawa house has been accepted. I'm pausing between spells of paperwork to squee, lots.

We find out about the house this evening omg omg
I don't really mind how it all goes down - but I'm still excited! hehe