Ok. So what day is this? Sunday? Riiight.
I wish I could say I have achieved incredible things during this passing week, but I haven't. Am left with seven dogs and three cats to tend to, as my Aunt is on her italian trip and she'll be back next Saturday. It's like working in an animal shelter, with only difference I don't have to shovel excrements (thank Odin for that!). HOWEVER I manage to step into one poo or another every now an then, as none of these canine creatures seem to bother WHERE they actually lay a dump. It might be as well in the middle of the path. In every color and texture. Well, yeah...Enough of this.
Needless to say-I'm stuck. The thoughts of my current uneven situation make me feel anxious. My pirographic works and most of felt jewelery are now at some library at the outskirts of Białystok. Don't expect any sales really, but at least someone will see my creations. Nice library staff BDW, I think I could do such a job-it is absolutely devoid of stress.
OK, I DO EXPECT SOME SALES. I'm a liar.
Still.
I made my first doll. Must take some decent photos of her ( she hasn't got a name, but will come up with some sooner or later ). Am quite satisfied. She is a girl but has a grayish hair, which make her look more serious. And I like an outfit I made for her. Basically she's an old soul. There will be more to come, I hope, when I get my Sculpey stuff, specifically for doll making. I know this is just silly. Can't focus on one thing...
Have plans to make all my xmass presents by hand, although I'm tired of carrying out this duty every year in order to fulfill somebody's expectations. And it does not fit my heathen world, either. Of course, I take pleasure in giving things to somebody I like or love, especially if it is made by me. But why the fuck I have to do this at this specific date? Which is a fake date of birth of Christ, BDW? Everything has it's roots in paganism, I dare to say it is hugely influneced by it. Most people don't realise it, and if they do, they deny the obvious. And my Family in Białystok is for one, (quite impossible to undermine) reason deprived of faith. And yet, there'll be a huge feast and all, probably for the sake of old times. When there were two, young boys sitting at the table, instead of one.
Am spending too much time at the front of a computer. I've been practicing my Scottish accent for example. Yer' right!! I find it interesting and amusing to be able to mimic different accents within one language. Was exploring Monty Python's unknown sketches. And listening to this chants .Truly, I don't care that this music was made to praise the "lord". I admire the skill, voice control, depth and mood. I takes me back in time.It calms me down.
I could imagine myself in some airy workshop, full of daylight, listening to such music and creating. Endlessly.
Learned new word in Norwegian: tullebukke.
Jeg ar tullebukke, sikkert...
ps. Saw neighbor's bitch sliding under our gate in order to get some intercourse with our dogs. Only Fanzol got his nutsack intact, so I guess he was happy that he could get some action. This little whore drives me mad. She'll do anything for a piece of dick. And her moronic owner will be drowning puppies in the well again.
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