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PLASTERRRRRRRRED
I worked for SEVEN hours on PLASTER today. SEVEN. HOURS. Starting at 10am Dx FUUUUUCK
um. but yes. I have both my mothermolds done. And now. I just need to pour the shit. And. Hopefully it'll be done. Hooray. Die.
I had several things running through my head as I was stirring the first batch of plaster this morning. Like, I started narrating (in my head) what I was doing in a very Fight-Club-esque style. And I realized. That. I haven't written anything in a long time. Prose-wise, I mean. I used to do it fairly frequently but not really in the last two years. Probably because I've realized that I'm not the greatest writer in the world. Not that that should stop me, though. x3 I dunno. I was reading something I wrote a couple years ago and I kinda liked it. Parts of it anyway. I dunno where it's going, though. And it's kind of cliched. But I kind of miss working on it.
Not that I have time or anything like that. D8
'Sides. I gotta. Do some KCon shit too.
I worked for SEVEN hours on PLASTER today. SEVEN. HOURS. Starting at 10am Dx FUUUUUCK
um. but yes. I have both my mothermolds done. And now. I just need to pour the shit. And. Hopefully it'll be done. Hooray. Die.
I had several things running through my head as I was stirring the first batch of plaster this morning. Like, I started narrating (in my head) what I was doing in a very Fight-Club-esque style. And I realized. That. I haven't written anything in a long time. Prose-wise, I mean. I used to do it fairly frequently but not really in the last two years. Probably because I've realized that I'm not the greatest writer in the world. Not that that should stop me, though. x3 I dunno. I was reading something I wrote a couple years ago and I kinda liked it. Parts of it anyway. I dunno where it's going, though. And it's kind of cliched. But I kind of miss working on it.
Not that I have time or anything like that. D8
'Sides. I gotta. Do some KCon shit too.