Well last week I decided to stay home and get on with some new work while Manko went skipping off through the woods to Grannys house.
I had a vertitable heap of tantalising projects just ripe for me to get stuck into, writing, drawing, painting and a couple of extra special multi-media secret ones, oooohhh.
But no sooner is my little witch out of the door & Im struck down with an infuriating virus that turns my brains to mush & has me bedbound for the next 7 days! AAARGH!!! how bloody infuriating, there was me CHO-BERI inspired yet barely able to hold a frikkkin pencil.
Apparently I even accidentally gave up smoking while I was out of it, wtf?
So anyway, this Monday suddenly I feel just about human again, all of a sudden I can paint, draw, write, type, talk on the phone and I want to do it all, all of it right now and at once, Im so excited I dont know where to start, its 4.30 on Tuesday morning as I type this and Im buzzing off my head with inspiration, as if thats not enough my Mankos coming home to me on Thursday my anticipppppation circuits are supercharged, blooming heck! I feel like (as FOETUS would say) Im gonna explode, Im gonna explode, Im gonna explode explode explode explode EXPLOOOOOOODE!!!!!
I had a vertitable heap of tantalising projects just ripe for me to get stuck into, writing, drawing, painting and a couple of extra special multi-media secret ones, oooohhh.
But no sooner is my little witch out of the door & Im struck down with an infuriating virus that turns my brains to mush & has me bedbound for the next 7 days! AAARGH!!! how bloody infuriating, there was me CHO-BERI inspired yet barely able to hold a frikkkin pencil.
Apparently I even accidentally gave up smoking while I was out of it, wtf?
So anyway, this Monday suddenly I feel just about human again, all of a sudden I can paint, draw, write, type, talk on the phone and I want to do it all, all of it right now and at once, Im so excited I dont know where to start, its 4.30 on Tuesday morning as I type this and Im buzzing off my head with inspiration, as if thats not enough my Mankos coming home to me on Thursday my anticipppppation circuits are supercharged, blooming heck! I feel like (as FOETUS would say) Im gonna explode, Im gonna explode, Im gonna explode explode explode explode EXPLOOOOOOODE!!!!!
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with all the respect, miss manko-trash, deserve from me.