a fine line

it is a fine line between getting colourful makeup working and failing miserably. I have ranged between clown with black eye, a beginner drag queen who ain't got a steady hand, and a peacock. I have created orange feather eyelashes which I am quite excited about though and found some spare tent pegs to my tent.
I had two mates round encouraging and guiding on the colour effort which made all the difference to the outcome this time.
I have also managed to cut grass and clear laundry room in anticipation of the Colony of artists and Hoover both the floor and ceiling. but this has meant I have realised its 5.30pm not 2 as I thought and i was supposed to be at Liz Imbries flat warming. rubbish and sorry.
am now too weary to move beyond the armchair though and I am still supposed to go to the allotment. oh dear. somethings gotta give.