Since Kath reminded me how dissatisfied I am with my layout, I felt compelled to waste my rapidly abating free time attending to it. (Or not. All I did was make an image and slap it on the background, but that is a moot point.) To those who are going to look at it, I shall preempt the invetiable question and say this in my defense: No, I was not on ( Read more... )

Calendar of events:

( Friday, October 21 )

Gross-out time! A-one, a-two, a-three. They're all over me, like white on rice. I have yet to find out what's wrong with my body this time around. My groupmates in Art Stud, following the pattern they've established just recently, tried to send me off to the infirmary awhile ago. After our presentation, of course. (In which I gave a very realistic ( Read more... )

I need to be let out of the house. The only thing I've interfaced with lately is Mr. Photoshop. (You know it's getting bad when you can only associate yourself with techno terms and think image editing programs are entitled to human honorifics.) On the other hand, my confinement has led to me making baby steps towards productivity. Like this here. ( Read more... )

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