…It is Friday – the day after my dentist appointment, and I am mourning the loss of my teeth. Well, not really mourning. The pain is slowly going away and I guess I can live with the plastic for a couple of weeks. In the meantime I am enjoying wrecking my journal.
I had hoped I would be able to spill something else then coffee this time around, but once more I carefully spilled a little coffee. The thought of messing with food in a book turns me off. Mixing the two things I love the most is okay.
Now, messing with paint and glue is totally something else. Again my obsession with kitchens. Seems like it is becoming a theme. Then there is books. Unread books. A lot of unread books. I cannot wreck and destroy all of them, can I?