"gee, i'd love to help, but i'm supposed to be boiled in oil"

[muladhara]

Lady will you come with me into

Lady will you come with me into
the extremely little house of
my mind. Clocks strike. The

moon's round, through the window

as you see and really i have no
servants. We could almost live

at the top of these stairs, there's a free
room. We could almost go (you
and i) into together whitely big
there is but if so or so

slowly i opened the window a
most tinyness, the moon (with white wig
and polished buttons) would take you away

--and all the clocks would run down the next day.

- e.e. cummings

~*~

PVA glue does not taste nice (don't ask. But if there is me and glue, chances are I will end up ingesting it accidentally).

I spent this afternoon ripping up paper and gluing it to canvas. Well, why not? Show me where it says I can't do that. I love gluing and sticking. It makes me happy.

I don't know what I'm going to do with it. I'm just doing it and seeing what happens. Mostly it is pink right now, because I'm lazy, and that's the first coloured paper I found. Also I've had it for years and it needs using.

(I also watched a whole bunch more Avatar while doing the above. I am now back up to episode six of series two. End of S1 made me a bit sniffly again, but I didn't all out cry like I thought I was going to - which is why I put it off for so long. Also awesome use of colour is awesome).

~*~

Dear prozac and/or mirtazipine withdrawal,

Please to stop making me feel really fucking queasy. Seriously guys. I know I said I didn't want to eat like a horse, but I didn't mean that I didn't want to eat at all. I am hungry and I can't eat because I feel sick when I think about doing so.

Not cool, guys, not cool.

Improvement expected, thanks.

Me.