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Sunday, October 10, 2004


   My self esteem is gone...
Last night I decided I should start coloring this picture I drew for Halloween. It was a really cute pic and I actually liked it, which is weird, because I don't usually like any of my originals. But that's besides the point. So anyway, this time, instead of colored pencils, I decided that it was just about time I started using the prisma color markers that my parents bought me for my birthday. (cause those things are expensive and I don't want to waste them.) It was a complete disater. Unintentionally, I sent that picture to hell along with all the confidence I had in myself as an artist. And to make things even worse, I couldn't even throw myself onto the bed and weep, because there was crap all over it left over from the community yardsale we had yesterday.

Now, as for the good news, I did make thirty eight dolars and eighty five cents by selling all the stuff I'd locked away inside my closet from my days as a packrat. (Which, saddly, I still am.)

"Now that you have the memory card your not gonna be updating often.^___^"
Ah Sohmakun, how right you are. *goes off into her own little reverie* My, how the hours fly by when you're beating the crap out of monsters, ghosts, and giant robots...*sigh* Good times, my friend, good times...

Oh, and from here own out, I'm gonna start posting the role play my friend, G-chan, and I are doing. But I'll do that in the next post, since this one is long enough as it is and I don't want to hurt all your guy's precious little eyes.

There are 118 ridges on the side of a dime.

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