i still have no freakin idea what's going on in my life, but i assure you, that it's still all very confusing and overwrought. i feel as though if i just hang on, and don't push too hard, it will all become more clear in a couple of years. i'm so tired though, and feel sorry for myself.

i'm up to my arms in matte medium, working my ass off towards a deadline i know i'll never meet. maybe. ah life.

"be careful what you wish for, you might just get it." is that how it goes?

i'm painting my kitchen. words to the wise: tried and true ways of killing both conversations and appetites are certain shades of green. (this has been tested but i can't find the link at this point)it took me some days to put my finger on the reason, but i persevered and unwound this small problem. 2 kitchens by which i've recently been offended, are both completely different, completely terrible shades of green. i'm going to take it for granted that neither of the guilty parties are culinary wizards, as both colours are completely counter-intuitive to a pleased palate. unfortuately i'm inamorata of neither person, and have only my blog and my fabulous, freshly painted kitchen to console me.