Wednesday, Sept. 22, 2010 - 4:59 p.m.

Just left someone a note on their diary that will read as either very sympathetic, or very stupid. You know who you are. Sorry.

A quick update, as I can hear Her Majesty beginning to awaken.

Lack of shows, lack of wholesale orders, lack of time to create leaves me demoralized and disporiented. I feel as if the whole artist thing-- or at least jewelry business part of it, which was after all the most successful part-- is coming to an end already.

What was I saying about keeping my identity? It's hard to keep it when watching it recede in the distance.

I just dumped tea down my leg for no apparent reason. Sheesh.

�