I meant to start drawing yesterday and finish today and have something done and pretty for 4/5 and 4/6. Like a threesome! I don't. I didn't even pick up a pencil until two minutes ago and that was only because it was on the floor and I didn't want to step on it.
Yeah, I suck. Tell me about it.
Art will get done at some point during the month of April for all of them Vexen days, I promise.
Today, however, I have rubber ducks.
Shopping makes me annoyed, bitchy and disagreeable because I dislike it. I like buying things, but I hate the tedious process of trying stuff on and finding things that look decent and all that not so fun stuff. I'm just too cheap to buy stuff that only looks okay for more than five bucks.
So, when nothing looks good enough to shell money out on, I go out and buy things that always fit: video games or toys. :D
I went to the local Giant and got three rubber ducks from one of their vending machine type things. They are almost as great as ice cream.
The one with the white beak has a bit of paint chipped off.
And all three of them in a row, near the sink.
Yellow duck believes the others are plotting against him.
Yellow duck is probably right.
Remnants of an apple pie.
:D