Feb 08, 2009 02:06
Dammit. It's 2 am. Everyone is asleep and I have this unhealthy urge to belt out a Meat Loaf song.
This sucks.
In other news, I was drawing tonight and it was rather cathartic. I really enjoyed just sketching out the little picture I did and I'd like to get a small sketch book now. It'd been so long since I've actually drawn that I surprised myself at how decent it turned out. I remember being younger and spending hour upon hour just drawing; anything everything. I recall my days sitting and drawing Rogue from X-men or trying my hand at Gambit. I inked a really awesome pic of Gambit whipping out those cards, it was a copy of a comic book cover but I remember how proud i was of it. I now can't find the majority of my stuff anymore, I had a huge folder of it all saved and now like most of the stuff from my childhood is just simply gone. Too many times we've had to suddenly pick up and move. I don't really have anything I can give the kids when I pass. That makes me profoundly sad.
I probably should just go to bed.