I'm thinking of doing a
routine art update, including sketches and the finished-shit catchup. I'll probably make it a Sunday or something.
I'm feeling really groggy, I went to bed at 9am and slept until...well, shit. 6pm. I woke up a few times in-between but each time felt like I was gonna chuck which is mighty unfortunate.
Ahhh, I'm finally at a place with my art where I'm proud of what I create. Such an amazing feeling.
Fuck it, I'll do that sketch dump tomorrow. Friday each week sounds reasonable.
I'm going to have to fetch money off dad for NZ tickets so I can book them asap. I always knew I could ask him to pull my sorry ass out of this money crisis, but I wanted to fight it on my own, know what it's like. However if I declined his offer when he asked it would have been...snot-nosed of me. I barely see him, and he just really wants to help. And at least this way I can swing by his house for a day or two before I leave for NZ, and I'll probably stay with him a few days after.
It was his fiance's birthday on...the 6th I think. And brother's was on the 8th. Fuck me dead, he's eighteen. He's an adult like me now. Such a surreal feeling. He's still always going to be littler to me, even if he is 6'3" and one hairy mofo.
Oh and guys, I'm missing a lot of people in my filters. I've done guesswork on RL friends but the rest of you are going to have to head over
here and let me know what you wanna be thrown in. Thanks!