Naked towel wait.

I've been waiting for the longest time to take a shower. The vacuum is buzzing outside. Every Wednesday, cleaning day for the floor. I've put a " No Cleaning, Thank You! =) " sign outside my door because I don't want them to be barging in while I'm sitting on my chair right now in a towel.

I'm glad I'm kinda an early person now. If I went out last night and drank myself silly, I would be in a very pissy mood right now because the cleaners just cannot stop talking. They'd go into one room, clean it, come out and start yabbing again. 20 ish rooms to clean, 20 times more talking.

Anyways, lately I've been distracting myself with lots of drawing . I don't normally find a joy in it because I'm not a creative kinda person. And it frustrates me when I can't get it right. I can't imagine something in my head and draw it out perfectly. I havee done some but they're at the minimal scale. What I can do is copy. I look at things and copy. Don't ask me to draw a face looking at me though because it might come out looking like someone else totally different, someone quite impersonal I reckon, like cold heart bitch.

I THINK THE SHOWER IS FREE!