Friday, 29 May 2009
Creep
Usually, when someone's skin makes me want to cry, it means they're a massive trauma burn victim.
Wednesday, 27 May 2009
Sunday, 24 May 2009
Goodness Gracious
I have found a new artist to be madly in love with.
Paul Mellender.
Check him out.
He's got a Llewellyn-esque love for the classic, uses dramatic Carravaggio-style lighting, paints in oils and does gorgeous pencil sketches with great realism...and is kind of cute, too, for an old geezer. Go look him up. His ID is Kourete on the dA.
Also, I can has a new iPod?
!
Paul Mellender.
Check him out.
He's got a Llewellyn-esque love for the classic, uses dramatic Carravaggio-style lighting, paints in oils and does gorgeous pencil sketches with great realism...and is kind of cute, too, for an old geezer. Go look him up. His ID is Kourete on the dA.
Also, I can has a new iPod?
!
Friday, 22 May 2009
Sunday, 17 May 2009
borzoi?
Ooh. Today was a good day. Not to die, just a good day in general.
First of all, Betts rang. Squee!
Heh. I always squee when Betts rings. It's rather humiliating, and probably annoying for him to have to deal with over the phone.
But.
Yes.
Also a woman walked by with two borzois! They're my favourite dogs at the moment. Tall, skinny, lazy, with big eyes. I wants one. I wants a big grey one, and I shall call him the Skraeling.
And he shall adore me with his enormous brown eyes and skinny muzzle.
Oyez.
Betts shall send me pictures of the baaaaby!
Who is probably bigger than me by now.
First of all, Betts rang. Squee!
Heh. I always squee when Betts rings. It's rather humiliating, and probably annoying for him to have to deal with over the phone.
But.
Yes.
Also a woman walked by with two borzois! They're my favourite dogs at the moment. Tall, skinny, lazy, with big eyes. I wants one. I wants a big grey one, and I shall call him the Skraeling.
And he shall adore me with his enormous brown eyes and skinny muzzle.
Oyez.
Betts shall send me pictures of the baaaaby!
Who is probably bigger than me by now.
Saturday, 16 May 2009
Wednesday, 6 May 2009
there was a scooter boy
So I work next to a Jimmy John's, right? And there's this bloke who works there, who rides a scooter to work. It has orange bits, and a skull and crossbones on it. He's pretty. I fancy the pants off him.
Has a swirly, colourful arm-piece. I'm so very tempted to go over during his shift and flirt the name of his artist out of him, but he really is way too cute. Glasses and dark hair.
Oh, I need to stop fancying boys with big tattoos.
No.
Wait.
I don't.
Has a swirly, colourful arm-piece. I'm so very tempted to go over during his shift and flirt the name of his artist out of him, but he really is way too cute. Glasses and dark hair.
Oh, I need to stop fancying boys with big tattoos.
No.
Wait.
I don't.
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