"I would be crying tears of laughter
If I could see me smile again
I still reach for the stars, but all I touch is my horizon
I still believe my eyes, but all I see is my blindness..."
Hm. Thinking about it, creating a play list that just had 'Day After Tomorrow' by Sabya and 'Tears of Laughter' by Diary of Dreams on it and nothing else, and listening to it on a loop, was not the smartest thing I've ever done. *sigh*
There were some nice customers at work today. I type this here not because it's stunningly interesting but because it's astoundingly novel. There was a couple of Dutch ladies talking about Keedoku, there was a little girl with a very cute wolf, and various people who said my drawing looked good. (This had added amusement value since it was a head+shoulders sketch of Seraphim replete with bloody tears and an expression which could freeze hell. Underneath in gothic script were several lines saying about how she would rain fire on various people's heads without mercy and cause them to die in flaming agony. Lalala.)
'Porting my old roleplay characters as well as insanities from friend's heads into my brother's film continues apace. According to James we've scripted one tenth of the film already - and that's only taken two evenings - if I'd known it was this easy I would have done scripts earlier =P
My plan to eat less also seems to be working - yey! Although must now amend diet to include far more healthy things. (Half a bacon sandwich and a bowl of icecream hardly equaling a balanced diet.)
The only real annoyance at the minute (heh, apart from being hungry and having literally £1.05 to my name) is that my Wolf is now working in the week and I on the bank holiday weekend, so I dunno when I'm going to see him. Feh and mook.
I should go back to my drawing. Or go to bed perhaps.
I still reach for the stars, but all I touch is my horizon
I still believe my eyes, but all I see is my blindness..."
Hm. Thinking about it, creating a play list that just had 'Day After Tomorrow' by Sabya and 'Tears of Laughter' by Diary of Dreams on it and nothing else, and listening to it on a loop, was not the smartest thing I've ever done. *sigh*
There were some nice customers at work today. I type this here not because it's stunningly interesting but because it's astoundingly novel. There was a couple of Dutch ladies talking about Keedoku, there was a little girl with a very cute wolf, and various people who said my drawing looked good. (This had added amusement value since it was a head+shoulders sketch of Seraphim replete with bloody tears and an expression which could freeze hell. Underneath in gothic script were several lines saying about how she would rain fire on various people's heads without mercy and cause them to die in flaming agony. Lalala.)
'Porting my old roleplay characters as well as insanities from friend's heads into my brother's film continues apace. According to James we've scripted one tenth of the film already - and that's only taken two evenings - if I'd known it was this easy I would have done scripts earlier =P
My plan to eat less also seems to be working - yey! Although must now amend diet to include far more healthy things. (Half a bacon sandwich and a bowl of icecream hardly equaling a balanced diet.)
The only real annoyance at the minute (heh, apart from being hungry and having literally £1.05 to my name) is that my Wolf is now working in the week and I on the bank holiday weekend, so I dunno when I'm going to see him. Feh and mook.
I should go back to my drawing. Or go to bed perhaps.