Saturday, August 7, 2004

I have a truffle. It's part of my retirement fund...
*big stretch* Ah, life is good. Got a new vol. of Gravi, got me some super-awesome models to fool around with (I've added VHD to my ever-so-slowly-growing collection). I finally got my birthday presents, too (what has it been, two months?). I got a $25 gift certificate for Amazon! WHOO! More CDs shall be mine... Domo arigatou gozaimasu, Raisa!

And Nick is back, as EraableArtist, on this site-ness. Just thought you might like to know. Or not, but I told you anyway, so HA HA!

My shading skills are getting better and better all the time. I remember when I didn't know squat about how to shade. I also remember lots of times, vountless times, when I was too lazy to shade. But it's important for color works, so I better get good at it if I want to use my NeoPiko markers often, which I do. They are so cute, with the little kitty! Oh yeah, also got two Tachikawa manga pens from my mom, so no more dipping for me! It's cartridges all the way now! Though I'm still using my bottle of white ink. Duh.

I like tortilla chips.

I'm stuck in Baldur's Gate. In the mines. On the third level. The kobolds with fire arrows keep killing my character first. It royally sucks. Plus I don't always get Xzar's items back when he dies! He's got that mage's cloak! I wanna keep it! Exclamation points!

Here's a little fact I bet you did not know. By the way, please turn your small children's heads away. *ahem* D has a hot ass. Now you can let your kids look again. It's true! You never really see it with the big cloak and all, but... It's there. *small children clamoring, "What? What? What don't you see?" and parents whacking them with rolled-up newspapers to distract them*

Yeah... I'm done with the raunchy now. Done with the news, done with the purchases, done with the drawing crap... What is left to say? Oh yes, emotional drabble.

Well, lately I've really noticed it, that when I'm doing actual physical things, as opposed to computer things, I get this feeling that I'm very detached, like my spirit/mind is standing back controlling the little Tory-body to do things. It's very odd. Also, I've had this habit since I was very small, to silently narrate my life in my head. Like when I feel sick, I'll make up a paragraph about what it feels like to be sick, and when I'm thinking, about how my thought processes flow. I don't know where these things came from. Maybe I'm just weird. I do know they've been around for a long time though, and it's so natural that I hardly notice it anymore.

Yes, now I am done.
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