Death to the Pink Pig.
Why do I do this to me? I'm KILLING myself here!!! GAH! I'm so freekin tired from getting so little sleep -_-. There's too much to do, and not enough time to do it all and maintain a veneer of sanity. I can't spell veneer. At the moment I'm having trouble typing too. I mean, I'll be able to sleep in tomorrow... but I SHOULDN'T, because it'll result in me losing most of the day. And I kinda need that day. And I'll likely have to wait until ungodly late to get onto a CPU tonight (Due in part to Exalted. It's probably a good thing that this is our last session for a while, I'm kinda drowning here. Which is silly, because I'm not even up to my max workload point yet. I'm not entirely certain what's wrong with me at the moment, I just feel... not right. Weak and like I cannever get enough air - and not just because of my lack of sleep).

My house smells like very very smelly dog. That's sort of a mix of all the bad smells a dog can possibly make (I did a stop-gap job at cleaning and covering them up this morning, but It's gonna need some serious attackage when I get back. And it's one of those things I can't ask my bro to do, which is usually a good way out of things that make me want to faint. Besides, insence and de-oderizer can only do so much). We need to get her CLEANED, it's just a matter of finding the TIME (I can't do it on my own, I require aid. So I need at least one other person there to help. But there's rarely a time when there IS one other person there. That and she has to be muzzled.

Need to pull out some money. Funds kinda low. Also need many birthday gifts for the many birthdays coming up. Too many birthdays -_-

Speaking of which - My birthday is two weeks away now. My birthday's on a monday -_- That's kinda lame. I have no plans to celebrate. I find very little to celebrate in turning 20. Being no longer a teenager terrifies me. Might be part of what's playing on my mind.

I've remembered my fondness for Rain, Wrath and the gang. Pondering drawing Wrath more. Heck, even Rain some more (I can angst at him. He'll love it). Need to find the time to script out more of my 'get back in the saddle, puppy' comic. Have a concept for the older Aspen. Don't think I'll bother inking it - it serves it's purpose.

Got the pencils for a picture that's been in my brain down today. It doesn't look as creepy as I'd hoped. It's Sierra, with a large spider crawling out of her abdomen. Believe me, it sounds creepier then it is (Says the arachnophobiac). It kept me awake for almost 2 hours, so good on it.

I should head off and get to my tutorial. Please don't let me fall asleep...

I'm an idiot, I know -_- Bad, bad puppy.


"... and the demons creep back into... wherever you keep your demons."
"My pants drawer."
~ Absolutely Fabulous

- posted by Washi @ 1:39 pm