I tried to write an entry a few days ago, but LJ was being a little bitch, so I gave up and now I'm trying to post again. I actually have more than this, but I'll post it later since I don't feel like editing.

I was pretty prolific over the past few days.
( Sketches +4, Digital Piece +1 )

Fanart is kind of fun because you have to be on model by someone else's definition, whether it be a verbal description or an actual previous drawing. Here's some Discworld (the Watch, specifically) and some Futurama doodles I did last month.

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From One Hundred Years of Solitude (English version) by Gabriel García Márquez, p. 249:

"Amaranta, however, whose hardness of heart frightened [Úrsula], whose concentrated bitterness made her bitter, suddenly became clear to her in the final analysis as the most tender woman who had ever existed, and she understood with pitying clarity that the ( Read more... )

Noooooo!

Not Terry Pratchett! He's one of my top favorite authors. He's supposed to die after me so I'll always have a new book to read. Like Christopher Moore and Chuck Palahnuik.

Well now I'm just going to put off reading Making Money even longer.

So now I have the flu, too. ISN'T MY LIFE SO INCREDIBLY AWESOME? But, subsequently, I only had to work two hours because of that. So that's a good thing. I'm also reading American Psycho but I think I might have to lay off for the moment because I'm nauseous and I don't want to come across something extra-gorey while I'm in this state.

So, I updated Grey Doodles. Check it out, unless you really really hate Harry Potter, because all but one of today's sketches are Harry Potter related. But the two blogs before today's don't have any Harry Potter, so you could look at those.

I'm really crabby today. I'm going to have a hermit weekend and read a lot of Love in the Time of Cholera, ( Read more... )

A poem by Elizabeth Bishop that struck me as I was doing my reading for creative writing-

One ArtThe art of losing isn't hard to master ( Read more... )

Well, tonight is not the night to be extremely hyper, seeing how I need to get up early tomorrow, because I'm riding my bike to school, because I really need to exercise once a week to get my endurance up so I can stop being such a pussy. But then I got all giddy talking about my dissection kit and Greg the Bunny and writing center theory. Because ( Read more... )

Alright, I got my hands on my niece's copy of Half Blood Prince and I pulled an all-nighter and read the entire thing in eight hours. Such a fucking emotional rollercoaster.

Let the nerd-calling ensue.

I'm going to crash. I'm setting my alarm for 3 PM. If anything's going down, call me. I'm going to be up all night tomorrow anyway.

Ugh ugh ugh. Well, today totally blew. I sat around the house and did nothing. Natalie and Becca were busy together, and I didn't really call anyone else because I knew/assumed everyone was busy or working. And I tried to do creative things, I really did, but I'm so uninspired right now. I did some sketches, and dug out a script that I've been ( Read more... )