It's been a long time since I've posted on LJ. Long by my standards, anyway.
Long story short: I went into NYC today, saw The Dark Knight and loved it except for the annoying drunk who clapped during every Joker scene, saw Hellboy II and liked it a lot but wished there was more emphasis on the "other world" (that Forest God was awesome), and after eating I got to grope some Naked Cowboy butt.
Pics or it didn't happen, right?
RIGHT.
Checkin' out my boobage, I guess.
Oh baggy pants that sag and make me easily pantsable, why must you give me Thunder Thighs. It is not fair.
The Naked Cowboy smells like New York City and manly man musk. He also has a nice butt. It is firm.
Now to finish some commissions. I really need to post in my art journal. Poor thing. It has not been properly loved.