| lord of the flies & clever alibis. ( @ 2009-03-10 17:02:00 |
| Current mood: | dorky |
| Current music: | the shins : the past and pending |
| Entry tags: | creative endeavors (picspam) |
609 ♥ a trail of white blood betrays the reckless route your craft is running.
So: I AM NO LONGER IN THERAPY. I am really happy about this because I feel sort of... free, now. And my therapist thinks I will flourish. But we both got really emotional saying goodbye, she had become a really good friend more than anything, and it was really awful having to say goodbye to her. We talked about anything and everything, and we were both so comfortable with each other that we'd kick off our shoes, sit in the floor cross-legged and barefoot, drinking diet coke and giddily discussing psychology. And that's not really a therapy thing.
I went to the doctor's today, I might have to go to a pain clinic to get this weird shot thing. A steroid shot. Ugh. :\
But whatever, I'm happy, despite being in pain.
lifetechnicolor, I know how amazingly late this is, I kept trying to figure out what to make for your birthday, and I'd start making something and then not have anything else to add and then try something else... needless to say, all my endeavors failed, so I scrapped them all together and here they are. A few of your favorite ships, and a tiny picspam of your favorite model mixed in with them. :)










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