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Why am I still awake? Why am I npt asleep? Why am I not wearing pants?! ...
So anyways I'm sick. Joy. It could have happened over spring break when I had time to deal with crap like that but no! No! It had to come when the group stop motion starts, my individual final needs plotting, I need to find an apartment and a summer job, I have to make up a bunch of anatomy work AND draw more from life despite the fact that when I generally see people I'm in class and/or their backs are to me AND I don't think my teacher believes that what I DO draw from life is actually from life, and I need to buy film and get my actors and crew together, and I'm hungry, and I just want to lay in bed and curl up under the covers for a few days until spring decides to be spring.
On the up side, I finished one of my commission pieces. (Unfortunately, I royally fucked up the other and have to start all over again. Damnable unforgiving ballpoint pen...) More good, more good! Got free water ice and Monster today. Brought a really cute bodice-y top. Sketched a lot. Watched Top Model and Lost. Hung out with just about everyone. I still have Jon's Liber Chaotica, with the awesome pictures of demons and other such nether-creatures and weapons. I stayed at Erin's last night and slept in late. My kitty nearly fell asleep in my arms and missed me. Erin, Krista, Becca, and I agree that we all will need some retail therapy soon and should join forces. I read a (snarky) book about how to be a superhero and decided that I am neither hero nor sidekick. I'd like to be a mercenary. A... vigilante for hire, if you will. I'm gathering the materials to make my dread wig, which will (hopefully) have gigantic pigtails of pink, black, and white hair, rexlace, crin, and plastic tubing. I've got ideas for an outfit for the next Dracula's Ball.
So anyways I'm sick. Joy. It could have happened over spring break when I had time to deal with crap like that but no! No! It had to come when the group stop motion starts, my individual final needs plotting, I need to find an apartment and a summer job, I have to make up a bunch of anatomy work AND draw more from life despite the fact that when I generally see people I'm in class and/or their backs are to me AND I don't think my teacher believes that what I DO draw from life is actually from life, and I need to buy film and get my actors and crew together, and I'm hungry, and I just want to lay in bed and curl up under the covers for a few days until spring decides to be spring.
On the up side, I finished one of my commission pieces. (Unfortunately, I royally fucked up the other and have to start all over again. Damnable unforgiving ballpoint pen...) More good, more good! Got free water ice and Monster today. Brought a really cute bodice-y top. Sketched a lot. Watched Top Model and Lost. Hung out with just about everyone. I still have Jon's Liber Chaotica, with the awesome pictures of demons and other such nether-creatures and weapons. I stayed at Erin's last night and slept in late. My kitty nearly fell asleep in my arms and missed me. Erin, Krista, Becca, and I agree that we all will need some retail therapy soon and should join forces. I read a (snarky) book about how to be a superhero and decided that I am neither hero nor sidekick. I'd like to be a mercenary. A... vigilante for hire, if you will. I'm gathering the materials to make my dread wig, which will (hopefully) have gigantic pigtails of pink, black, and white hair, rexlace, crin, and plastic tubing. I've got ideas for an outfit for the next Dracula's Ball.