Painty

My cat is such a pill. I was painting some of the detail stuff for my Roy costume. Yes, I changed my mind. Instead of Code, I'm going at Colonel Roy Mustang. Anyway, back to the cat. About six this morning after thoroughly pouncing my head, Pear jumped up on my desk and proceeded to knock over the little bottle of silver paint I had been using last night. And in typical me fashion, I hadn't screwed the lid on tightly. I now have a two inch splot of silver paint on my carpet. Not to mention all over my hands.

Now I just need a good image of the design on the pin on Roy's jacket collar so I can paint some more. Ick.