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Tuesday, January 11, 2005
 
Ipeshi, Mach II!
For your own safety, it is not recommended that you read this. I lubes joo all too much!!

... actually, no I don't. But you may be one of those unfortunant little meat-planets that orbits me and is therefore required to maintain the equilibrium of my universe, so I'm prepared to spare you my inane drivell. For the rest of this disconcordant universe... please, continue.

My poor website is suffering a serious case of neglect. It needs an overhaul. A massive, system-shaking overhaul. And, with luck, I will eventually get around to doing that. Alas, it's one of those 'who am I kidding?' moments. Of all the things I should be doing with my time (them being Aspen and Kusaba around that general living thing I so desperately avoid), it doesn't really rank. I haven't even been drawing as much as I used to. My will to do so is being sucked away a little. It's depressing. Who knows, maybe it's time for one of those mindless fanart binges I hear about -_- I could go some Disgaea... But then, it's my own fault for being such a snob and going all 'oh noes, if I wants to see some goods stuff, I'll have to do it myselfs'. Bah. Bite me. Me... bite... myself... ah feck it.

Need... to... CG... help!

Thank you Lythias for that helpfull little biting of me. Who needs to bite themselves when you have a boy to do it for you?

The Room!! THE ROOM!!!!

One.

It's late. I should go to bed. But I had a nap today, so sleep may be a little slow. And I need a shower. Man, I'm such a slob.

NEED TO DO STUFF!!! Damn, I'm not used to doing so little. Guess the holidays are eating at my brain. I mean, it's not like I'm completely not doing stuff - just because all i did today were some hand sketches and some Rain sketches... Which reminds me, I need to do some proper study of the male anatomy. The wang can no longer be a no-go zone for the Washi! At least, that's the dream O_o Male Rain is very patient with me ^^; Probably just glad to have genitals every once and a while. Hmmm, theoretically he's 16. I wonder if that makes it illegal, concidering it's his dream world anyway?

... What was I talking about again? Oh yeah, stuff. NEED TO DO STUFF!!

I'm lame -_-

GIANT FISH!

I like staying up late. I only freak out when there's notihng to occupy my brain. So getting to sleap is a bitch. 'S gonna be a bitch tonight too -_- I hate me. I'm gonna be so dead once Uni starts up again.

I have nails. Almost. They're longer then they've been.

Woo, random. Remember the days when I used to have something to say? When I'd be all 'wow, humanity. This is what little 17-year-old me thinks it's all like and stuff'? As opposed to now, When I'm all 'And this si the stuff! I will do this stuff, I promise!' and then I never do?

With luck, I'll have wednesday afternoon free.

Photoes soon. I'm nervous. Why am I nervous? It's there job to be nervous, not mine. But I am. I get freaked out about everything though. Oh wait, you noticed that huh?

The typo imp has me again. One day, I will beat it! No I won't, who am I kidding? Stupid imp.

I'm gonna go wallow. The Happiest Universe in the World, signing out!

;p

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