Things.
Before anything else, new Moralicide is posted on the page and
Unfortunately, I think this is one of those times when my last-minute script changes sort of fell flat. I'm not particularly happy with the results, but, hey. It's done. It's up. 14"x17" paper is still fucking huge.
First, they hired a new person at work with the same name as my Real Life Name. I said, "Fine, I can just go by R." because hey, I don't like my Real Life Name. (Yeeeah.) So then I decided, hey, why not go all out! Thus:
Here is the cute robot that I drew on the bottom of my Quantum Mechanics final. It helped - if nothing else, I relaxed enough to realize how to do most of it. Exam score: 60/65.
And finally, something to give you nightmares. It doesn't matter what season it is - you are NEVER safe.
Ugh. Last time I felt like this, I ended up with acute bronchitis. That sucked. Granted, I still managed to do all three of my debate events, but... yeah, that weekend/debate tournament just sucked XD.
Unfortunately, I think this is one of those times when my last-minute script changes sort of fell flat. I'm not particularly happy with the results, but, hey. It's done. It's up. 14"x17" paper is still fucking huge.
First, they hired a new person at work with the same name as my Real Life Name. I said, "Fine, I can just go by R." because hey, I don't like my Real Life Name. (Yeeeah.) So then I decided, hey, why not go all out! Thus:
Here is the cute robot that I drew on the bottom of my Quantum Mechanics final. It helped - if nothing else, I relaxed enough to realize how to do most of it. Exam score: 60/65.
And finally, something to give you nightmares. It doesn't matter what season it is - you are NEVER safe.
Ugh. Last time I felt like this, I ended up with acute bronchitis. That sucked. Granted, I still managed to do all three of my debate events, but... yeah, that weekend/debate tournament just sucked XD.