coated in nasty dust

+1: Scene: 5th Avenue NE. An ambulance trying to get through the intersection.
     <SIREN HORN>
     <SIREN HORN>
     Loudspeaker: "PLEASE PULL YOUR CAR OVER TO THE RIGHT."
     <short pause>:
     Loudspeaker: "YOUR OTHER RIGHT. PLEASE MOVE OVER TO YOUR OTHER RIGHT."
     <short pause>:
     Loudspeaker: "THANK YOU."

-2: I hate wall work. Why do I hate wall work? Because it's nasty. I'm COATED in skimcoat dust. But that's not the real reason. The real reason is that, as an artist, the BEST I can hope for is a perfectly flat white surface. In other words, a blank canvas. In still other words: If I really work my ass off at it, I can accomplish absolutely nothing.

I hate wall work.

-3: The roof is leaking, and some of it is right where I'm working, on top of it all. Yay.

+/-4: Someone else gets to do that shit. ^_^ Shame about the budget, though. ;_;

+5: Tea break!

-6: No creme for the tea. Ah well.

+7: Bucky Birthday Bowling tomorrow! W00t!

-8: My solstice cards aren't close to done. But I am working on them. Slowly.

Back to work!