highs and woes

Welp it was my brother's birthday today - I decided to give him a painting this year, since I gave everyone else a painting for Christmas and he seemed a bit sad that he didn't get one. And you know for something I started yesterday I was really happy with how it turned out - and he really loved it and it was an overall success.

Less successful, however, was the paint ... the pain I spilled on the carpet in my room.

OMFG - dark paint on a light carpet, it's like seriously the worst thing in the world. It doesn't look as bad now as it did last night, but just, I cannot believe it happened. I mean I did 6 paintings over the month of December and nothing - not a single drop on the floor or anywhere other than the canvas (okay maybe I got some on my table, but it's a work table, these things happen.

I got soooooooo much paint on the floor last night though, I was just trying to take it to the bathroom to rinse it out so I could go to bed, and my sleepy fingers decided it would be better to drop the cup of paint than hold on to it and just bam - paint all over the fucking place.

sigh.

Also I've decided that while my last haircut evoked bieber this one is much more spock-ish. FML