Because last week ended up being a bust work-wise and just, blegh. I hate that. Usually its random people drama that wipes me out emotionally, and after that just having too many obligations that I agreed to. I'm kind of a pushover when it comes to saying no, sigh.

No clue why I'm making a journal about this. Just kinda venting my exasperation.

Oh but on the plus side, someone asked me if I'd paint them a fantasy portrait for a 2002 ford escort with 117,000 miles on it. LIKE WTF IS THIS REAL LIFE!? Anyway so I have a new car now. :P