"Did you see the raisins on TV that sing and dance?" "They scare me." "Me too."
Shitty recording of me singing, DL it if you want. (I sound like I'm about twelve, but I have confirmation from Ari that it's not that bad... I was also half-crying the whole time, so I think it's alright.)
Basically, Fiddler is over, meaning I will stop dying now. This means there is not only time for homework, but there will be for artistic endeavours, too. Like that fic I started a million years ago, and then ignored for almost a year, and totally have ideas for, and will seriously finish at some point. And that other fic that is of ~EPIC LENGTH~ (for me) because it is longer than the Jephner fic already, which I completely intend on finishing. I also have about a million fics started for other people that I haven't been working on and should, really, honestly. And Ari, I haven't forgotten your Christmas present, which is still in the works, and I know it's been forever, but shut up. ♥ And I have about fifteen other gifts for various people that aren't fics that I've been working on intermittently.
I should be doing my outline right now, but I'm taking a break. I was doing hella well there for a while, so I'm relaxing a bit.
I had a lot of fun with Photoshop the other day, made something pretty involving a picture of me, which I was surprised at, because usually I just look LOLCAMWHORE~ but in this one I actually look nice (if a bit purple).
And now, MORE FIDDLER PICTURES!
This is how I feel about having my picture taken.
No, seriously.
Andrew Jones and I switched pants.
I was trying to take a picture of my eye make-up, because it was pretty that night.
Sarah, Taylor, Maria, & Fiona.
Andrew, Vasia (ve are byest chwhores in Vrahschia!), & Arianna
Lauren, Me, & Juli
Chad looks dead, Karen looks caught in the headlights, and Ari looks srs bsns.
Now on to paraphrasing my outline from Kate's, 'cause I feel lazy, however awake I may be (I took my meds at 8:30 - big mistake).
Basically, Fiddler is over, meaning I will stop dying now. This means there is not only time for homework, but there will be for artistic endeavours, too. Like that fic I started a million years ago, and then ignored for almost a year, and totally have ideas for, and will seriously finish at some point. And that other fic that is of ~EPIC LENGTH~ (for me) because it is longer than the Jephner fic already, which I completely intend on finishing. I also have about a million fics started for other people that I haven't been working on and should, really, honestly. And Ari, I haven't forgotten your Christmas present, which is still in the works, and I know it's been forever, but shut up. ♥ And I have about fifteen other gifts for various people that aren't fics that I've been working on intermittently.
I should be doing my outline right now, but I'm taking a break. I was doing hella well there for a while, so I'm relaxing a bit.
I had a lot of fun with Photoshop the other day, made something pretty involving a picture of me, which I was surprised at, because usually I just look LOLCAMWHORE~ but in this one I actually look nice (if a bit purple).
And now, MORE FIDDLER PICTURES!
This is how I feel about having my picture taken.
No, seriously.
Andrew Jones and I switched pants.
I was trying to take a picture of my eye make-up, because it was pretty that night.
Sarah, Taylor, Maria, & Fiona.
Andrew, Vasia (ve are byest chwhores in Vrahschia!), & Arianna
Lauren, Me, & Juli
Chad looks dead, Karen looks caught in the headlights, and Ari looks srs bsns.
Now on to paraphrasing my outline from Kate's, 'cause I feel lazy, however awake I may be (I took my meds at 8:30 - big mistake).