Spent a bunch of time working on getting more of my prints listed on Etsy. Posted on an art website that I desperately needed commissions and got a whole bunch of people who added me to their watch list, but only one person who actually e-mailed about buying a commission, and he's a friend of mine who's trying to help me out so that almost doesn't count. Spent more time working on my stamping, trying to get that all settled so I can get that business up and running and finally get everybody their promised tags, and having a hell of a time with it, so I got frustrated and even more frustrated because this house isn't really set up where I can work on stuff but my **** house still has no kitchen and no bathroom...
And then I walked by a mirror and saw the size of my ass.
I really should just kill myself.