OH NO!!!! I just remembered...CRAP.
Soooo...been without internet since Friday evening. And today it was retarded and wouldn't cooperate. I eventually resorted to the wiggle wires and such method, and that seemed to do it. Yay.
I think I woke up dumb yesterday, or something. I tried to do homework and utterly failed. This was, though, after being in a car for sometime, being slightly sunburned, and then realizing I'm sick as opposed to afflicted with allergies. So I did feel funky and tired and stuff. So instead of doing homework, because I decided it was completely hopeless, I worked on coloring the sketch I'd inked of potential-Briar. And then I went to bed at some point.
Today I finished coloring her because once I'd started there was no way I was just going to let it sit there. And then my stupid brown pencil kept breaking. I had to sharpen it four times. And then one time I was blowing the bits stuck in the sharpener out (and apparently was still stupid) and I missed and blew pencil shavings right into my eyeball. Fun times. And Briar's hair didn't come out the way I wanted. Robin's looks better, in my opinion. And their skin color is not at all what I want it to be, but my coloring skills as well as my available colors prevent me from achieving my lofty and unattainable goals. XP
UGH. My scanner is being EFIL. Efil beyond words. This is much darker than in real life. Dunno what is up with that.
So.
Today I decided to be lame like everyone else and sit in the sun. I sat out on the steps by Sandy's room and tried to do linguistics homework for a good hour. And then Kevin called and I talked to him for nearly two hours, which meant I was just getting sun and not doing homework. I did do some, though. And I decided if things just keep going downhill from here, my Masters is so very not going to be in linguistics. Because I utterly suck at phonology. I can't make rules or figure this stuff out if my life depended on it. It actually makes me believe I'm stupid. I mean really stupid. GAH. I give up.
Oh. Birthday Earth Day. Twas my mom's birthday yesterday.
Kevin will be here in eleven days.
If my brother doesn't graduate, I'm flying home for four days the weekend before Dead Week for no bloody reason.
Yesterday I got so mad at Subway I beat up some bread, bacon, and cheese and shoved it in a water cup.
Now I must read for film class...OH FUCK AND WRITE AN ESSAY IN NORWEGIAN. Shit. Gotta go!
~Daron
I think I woke up dumb yesterday, or something. I tried to do homework and utterly failed. This was, though, after being in a car for sometime, being slightly sunburned, and then realizing I'm sick as opposed to afflicted with allergies. So I did feel funky and tired and stuff. So instead of doing homework, because I decided it was completely hopeless, I worked on coloring the sketch I'd inked of potential-Briar. And then I went to bed at some point.
Today I finished coloring her because once I'd started there was no way I was just going to let it sit there. And then my stupid brown pencil kept breaking. I had to sharpen it four times. And then one time I was blowing the bits stuck in the sharpener out (and apparently was still stupid) and I missed and blew pencil shavings right into my eyeball. Fun times. And Briar's hair didn't come out the way I wanted. Robin's looks better, in my opinion. And their skin color is not at all what I want it to be, but my coloring skills as well as my available colors prevent me from achieving my lofty and unattainable goals. XP
UGH. My scanner is being EFIL. Efil beyond words. This is much darker than in real life. Dunno what is up with that.
So.
Today I decided to be lame like everyone else and sit in the sun. I sat out on the steps by Sandy's room and tried to do linguistics homework for a good hour. And then Kevin called and I talked to him for nearly two hours, which meant I was just getting sun and not doing homework. I did do some, though. And I decided if things just keep going downhill from here, my Masters is so very not going to be in linguistics. Because I utterly suck at phonology. I can't make rules or figure this stuff out if my life depended on it. It actually makes me believe I'm stupid. I mean really stupid. GAH. I give up.
Oh. Birthday Earth Day. Twas my mom's birthday yesterday.
Kevin will be here in eleven days.
If my brother doesn't graduate, I'm flying home for four days the weekend before Dead Week for no bloody reason.
Yesterday I got so mad at Subway I beat up some bread, bacon, and cheese and shoved it in a water cup.
Now I must read for film class...OH FUCK AND WRITE AN ESSAY IN NORWEGIAN. Shit. Gotta go!
~Daron