I crawled home from work at 3 this morning, yay I got a pay increase and a manfrotto tripod as a business investment. But that's not what this journal is about. Nope not at all.
It all begun when I awoke this afternoon and ambled weakly out of bed in pajama pants and bed hair to go to my adjoining sun room of a studio -my room was an add on you see- But there was something not quite right. Before my bare feet there was a touch of red on the floor. It then appeared to be a trail that carried on a little further. And as I followed this whilst yawning and scratching my head the trail became little paw prints.
Cue the creepy music. I opened the door slowly to be met with the sight of a distinct trail of kitty footsteps all the way to the door and onto my table where I had left my oil palette with a dab of Napthol Crimson. By this time I had a positive pawprint to go on and a trail hastily growing cold.
The mystery continues to find the kitty cat with red toes
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including me.
and if you get at least 10 back you will get good news within 15 Min.!
Let"s see many hearts you get!!!!
All the best........please do ....
FAKE FRIENDS: Will ignore this
REAL FRIENDS: Will send it back to me, I'm waiting...
It's friendship week
If you get ten you're a really lovable person.
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"I WOULD HAVE GIVEN 2 RIBS!"
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To recognize all that you are is to acknowledge mortality
i'm going to have a week of holiday next week, so it means that i'm going to draw all days long.
Thank you and take care too!
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Couloured Dream *
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"The dream was always running ahead of me.
To catch up,
to live for a moment in unison with it,
that was the miracle. "
Anais Nin, 1903-1977
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To recognize all that you are is to acknowledge mortality
--
"The dream was always running ahead of me.
To catch up,
to live for a moment in unison with it,
that was the miracle. "
Anais Nin, 1903-1977
--
To recognize all that you are is to acknowledge mortality
--
"The dream was always running ahead of me.
To catch up,
to live for a moment in unison with it,
that was the miracle. "
Anais Nin, 1903-1977
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