Pictureless Bad

Bah.

I sat down to edit pictures yesterday.

And I hated everything.

Which isn't good, since intellectually, I looked at the work and went, dumbass, these are good, get to work.

And I just couldn't. It was dreadful. I eventually turned it off, because I know me in this mood. I would mess work up and not have anything useable. I wouldn't choose anything because of invisible flaws that my whacked out brain would obsess over.

My stupid brain. Let me show you it.

So, I wrote instead, because NaNo allows me to be stupid and vain and broken and I can get away with it, so that was helpful. I also worked on the Mouse's princess dress, which was soothing. If I'd had more time, I would have made banana bread. I have four bananas that are dying to be bread. Tonight it will get made, come hell or high water.

Yesterday was off from work as well, which is good, because on top of stupid brain, I wasn't feeling well in general.

Eh, some days are more productive than others.

What's the world up to?