I ate dinner. A lot. Yet, I'm hungry. Must be the smell of the serai wangi. It's making me hungry. Serai wangi smell is coming from the mosquito repellant that I sprayed on my feet to repel that (those) darn mosquito(es).
I've been on a crafting binge of late. I've been knitting, sculpting, okay, not sculpting, more like moulding and baking (the clay).
I love playing with polymer clay. I hate baking them. It's such a pain in the butt because I don't have a dedicated oven to bake them in. I use a toaster oven, which is so unreliable because it doesn't have a thermostat. So I basically have to sit in front of the toaster oven and watch the heat, for 1/2 an hour. Trust me it's not fun. And when I decide NOT to waste my youth watching a toaster, my creations burn.
So now I have a duck with a burnt bottom, and a bo-bomb without any legs or winder because they both melted off. I painted the duck with some paint. Pink paint no less. Looks kinda quirky now. I shall snap a photo of it when i get the chance.
I finally managed to get me some fine grit sandpaper and magnets and zippers. Did I mention I'm on a crafting binge?
I hate it when people use 'irregardless'. There's no such thing as irregardless. That's a double negative, a reason to be smacked.
Good night.
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