parisianharlot

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Today I cleaned our toilet. It turns out the porcelain of the toilet bowl is in fact white. This came as a bit of a surprise. I would have taken 'before' and 'after' pictures but I couldn't bring myself to inflict them on any of you. Our toilet made the one in Trainspotting look nice. Needless to say, I expect cups of tea and much appreciation from the boys when they see my handiwork. That vile example of a WC would not have been cleaned without me, and that is a FACT. I got described as 'fucked up weird looking' and therefore hideous in a rating community, which made me laugh a lot and be glad I look like this. I'd rather look fucked up wei

so my degree is over, I've got myself a proper job, and I need to try and figure out what to do with myself, and what I'm going to do about keeping up doing art. It's all a little weird at the moment. I have lots of ideas but no time, and since I haven't been paid yet, no money for materials. Fingers crossed I find direction soon. I want to try and organise a group exhibition with some other local graduates, but I have no idea where to start. It looks like redecorating my room is about as creative as I'm going to get at the moment.