Well we're well into the holidays now. I've seen the lord of the rings twice so far, and it's the only movie I've seen in the cinema this holidays. Strange yes, but that's the way things happen.
My purple hair dye is all but gone. What I wouldn't give to have naturally purple hair. I'd be sooo happy. I'd be a freak, but I'd be a happy one.
My father and my brother have gone on a fishing trip. Zoe seemed surprised to discover that I'd been allowd to stay here on my own. Can't say I blame her, I'm the least self-sufficient person I know. Yes, the bird is a complete incompitent, no need to act surprised :Þ Heres hoping they don't catch anything, or I'll be eating it upon their return. Which, while not being a bad thing, sure ain't plesant.
I've been meaning to write for a while, but I was never near a computer when I ment to be. On top of that, I've completely forgotten what I wanted to say. Bummer.
I've been writing a lot. What's even more shocking, I've been writing the Hour:25. Guess it's third time lucky. You can read it in the Stories and Soul section of my site, but I'm not certain of it's quality. I try to write in a style that's easy to read while not talking down to the reader, which is harder then it sounds. But my style bothers me little except on my 'Typical Virgo' level (The level that demands perfection and functionality to be combined with style for a smooth, wrinkle free finish. Much like nylon.) It's the plotline itself that bothers me. It hasn't deviated, it's just picked up some things as it went along. Like chapter eight... I can't believe I let her do that. I must really like Ashen and Bara, I nearly killed them.
It's funny how that works. The more I like a character, the more hell I put them through. I put Angel through the wringer so many times it's amazing she's not flat as a pancake. I'm not terribly nice to Akai either, but I think I'm nicer to her then I could be. After all, she's still got Erik. I also intend to start doing Nasty things to Bran some time in the future... Now I'm deviating something chronic.
Black is begining to unnerve me. I've been asked to draw and colour so many black ceratures. It's not so bad when it's CGed, it's just hard as hell to get them to look true black and not as boring as all hell. But when your colouring them in in pencil, you start to go a little ga-ga by the end of it. I beleive I was sitting at my desk crying 'Please, no more black! just no more...'
But I'm over it. Sort of... And besides, I've already ranted about this. I should probably avoid ranting about how odd it lookswhen I colour wings in a colour not seen anywhere else on the animal. They do it for humans all the time, by giving them either white or black wings. Maybe I'm alone in finding it illogical that a person whose follicles are coloured brown will have pure white wings. More likely the backs will be brown and the underside white, and the tips may or may not be white. I'm not avoiding it, am i?
My dog is splotchy.
I took the flapping birds off my roof. It's a sad day for the world when about 30 birds are taken from the sky. My room seems a little more bare now, come to think of it. It's too bad I don't have all my old ones form the first Rosewater house, I'd have over 50 to hang up. yes I know, how old am I suposed to be again?
Well, enough ranting for now.

"Wouldn't it be lovely to be back in Krondor tomorrow and say 'Why, no Highness, no troubles at all. We just strolled up to Widow's Point, raised the ship, got the Tear, wandered back down the coast and here we are.' Wouldn't that be fine?"
~James, Krondor: Tear of the Gods
- posted by Washi @ 9:04 pm