Started off the day with a serious bout of male PMS (any research into testosterone levels fluctuating on a monthly basis?), the cause remains unknown but the whole affair was most debilitating. One of those ones you just can't crack by any means of rational thought, it all just ended up sinking deeper and deeper into Portishead.
Had to construct a fresh batch of business cards for D and A.D this weekend, went to the making things shop, moped around whinging about prices and suddenly everything changed; never has a day been lifted so much by paper supplies. 280 GSM, recycled, slightly ribbed, dappled light off-brown markings, PHWOAR. And then to top it all off, the sheer joy of using a fresh fresh scalpel, one of my top 10 crafting pleasures. It's all about the little things.
Said paper can be purchased here. A decidedly wholesome outlet from which to get your fix.
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