"You're going to find yourself somewhere, somehow..."

Life has been so crazy lately! I'm finally getting moved, but I still have a ton of stuff at my other house to get out. My roommate just doesn't want to help me (he lived there for 11 years!); he doesn't even want to get his belongings. I don't know what he expects me to do. He came into my bedroom the other night and sat down on the bed and starting getting dressed at about one in the morning. He asked me to take him to the hospital, so that he could be checked in for rehabilitation. He has been sober for 8 days and 8 nights now, which is the longest run in about 6 years. I know that it might not stick, but I am greatly encouraged by the fact that he *asked* for help this time. No one had to talk him into it. No one has to give him guilt trips or try to scare him. He asked for help on his own and admitted that he couldn't stop drinking by himself.

I finally have my Etsy store "VenusEnvy" up! I haven't finished enough paintings lately to start "stocking" those, but I do have a number of fun little fairy canvases that I'm moving into the shop. I've been doing so poorly health-wise, that I feel that I need something positive to focus on - I am trying to do anything that I can to feel human. (I wonder if I feel good enough to have sex? Hehe) I've added some of my recent paintings that have already been sold or donated - and some of my fairy canvases.