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| 05:23pm 10/02/2008 |
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So. Chris bought me less tan $8 worth of art supplies yesterday and last night I went crazy. Yeah. I'm pretty fucking happy. I mean, it didn't look pretty he just let me do whatever and I ended up naked (so my clothes wouldn't get ruined) on is bedroom floor with my art supplies absolutely in my element last night (under the influence of metric and some other amazing bands). A few interesting results came out. I have a few stories of how certain things I drew came to be, but regardless of what any of the results actually look like I can say for a 100% certainty that I am pretty damn happy with myself and feel amazingly awesome in myself.... I might find a camera some time and sow off my crappy art. ^_^ |
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| 05:54pm 10/02/2008 |
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So I watched Elly playing the drums. Very enthusiastically pausing only momentarily to flip over one of her drums and take an imaginary sip from what she perceives momentarily to also be a cup. I mull over the idea that if she really wanted to be a drummer and made sure to practice often I'd probably get her a drum kit to follow her interests. And I suddenly think. You fucking hypocrite.
I'm going to get my ass in gear and see if I can still do that art class that mum already paid off ages ago. I'm tired of thinking of myself as a lazy piece of crap who does absolutely fucking nothing for our future. Should see if I can at least do that while I've got no money. At least get in under my belt. |
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