calendar yesterday said…
“Right now I have a bit of spare time. So, where’s nothing to do for me?”
200!!!!!!!!!!
I just unpacked my 200. Sherlock Holmes related book!!!!!! *does happy dance*
three more on their way and the list goes on and on……..
fun with your spam folder…
Was deleting all the crap from the spam folder, all the penis enlargement ads (for which I would need one first), more inane stuff and hey, something new. I can insure my burial now, so I would have money in the event of me being dead (or something). Or I could learn how to drive a truck. Or cure my non-existent ADD. Sometimes all these lame spam-y mails make me wish the erection/orgasm stuff back. They were more fun.
My highlight of the day was one from a Hispanic dating agency (probably not really)that advertises gorgeous Latin women and serious Latin men. Does that mean the women aren’t available for a serious relationship then but pretty and the men are all butt-ugly but want something serious :D
The truth, nothing but the truth…
calendar today says:
“There are no ugly men. Only too little alcohol.”
you know that feeling when…
…you’ve wanted to do something and it just doesn’t work? Every time I’ve been opening my Photoshop for the last week, my mind went blank. Every fucking time!!!
But today I have a good feeling about this. It might just work…
Found this and immediately thought: yup, this is me.
What I am doing against it? I tell myself I am talented. Every single day.
(source: hokkahoka)
and the other two illustrations for “Knot Theory”
screencaps: disparue.org, sc.aithine.org, my own; brushes/textures: Hybrid Genesis, Rain Harbor, my own; lyrics: “The Game” and “Haunted” - Disturbed
