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Kimberly and I spent the afternoon painting. I discovered that I don't actually dislike painting, especially painting that allows me to be kind of spazzy in the execution - but I do dislike repetitive motion injuries. Tomorrow, more stretching of the wrist is in order.

Also, I took a bath this evening, and I used some random sample packet of bath salts that I had lying around. I did not realize until it was too late that the salts contained glitter. Now I am iridescent! It's disturbing.

I am tired and moody. Or maybe I am just tired, and wanted to see South Park-style Dawn looking cranky in my mood theme. Perhaps it is time to consider taking my aching and glittery self to bed, so that I can get up early and paint some more. Oh boysies!