And the List Goes On

Well look at this blog. You like it? I thought it needed a little sprucing up. The plain white on white look kind of sucked so it looks a little better now. You're probably wondering what the heck is up with that picture on the top, right? That's a piece I did last year in art class. I'm not sure what the assignment was, but this is what happens when my imagination runs wild. Weird shit happens. As you can see there are a variety of happenings happening there.

- Some button-eyed birds with fingered hands and worm feet soar through the skies.

- A "sun fish" flies leisurely along.

- There is a huge creature in the middle. It's actually comprised of many things; a human mouth, a turtle shell, the body of a whale, a dinosaur tail, rhino legs, a plant growing from it's head with an egg on the end from which a one-eyed yolk emerges. What.

- Little crab near the bottom. I almost said little crap.

- Funky polluted water.

- A goat man sitting and powering a generator. Why I drew clouds near the bottom I'm not sure. I think it was supposed to be an upside-down waterfall.

And then rocks and mountains and so on. This is one of my more abstract drawings. There are some more I'll post as time goes on. Along with other various doodles and thing a ma bobs. Pac Man and the Mrs. picture located below (see post below) was made in Paint. The program Paint not the real stuff. That one's really cool.

In other news, I still feel like garbage. This cold sucks major donkey genitalia and can't stop coughing to safe my life. I need to reserve my ticket for the midnight showing of TRON in a few weeks. Most likely I'll end up going by myself, since no one else in my household seems to be interested in what I like or am doing. I need to sleep, although I have no urge to do so. Christmas is getting closer and I have to buy a gift for a family exchange. What's lame is that the person I have to buy for has my Harry Potter & The Deathly Hallows book that I thought my cousin was reading, but instead ended up with her (now) ex husband. That should constitute as his gift. I don't even really want it back. He can just keep it as a present from me so I don't have to waste money on a gift card or basket of shampoos or something stupid.

Christmas is such a stressing time.