Drew sits next to me in this class. He's doing something-or-other in Photoshop. His 'history' file is friggin' huge, I don't think the computer can even remember all the stuff he's done to that image. O.O; kicks ass, though.
I wish I could color like that. It'd be nice. But I lack the patience to color on the computer. Too easily distracted. Thank god I have my tablet pen back, or ML might've gone back to being markered.
So much to do. I must - MUST - finish the ML update tonight. I don't know why. I just feel like I have to.
I feel all 'blah' today. Not the 'blah' as (Drew, quit reading over my shoulder! *hiss*) in, I'm about to go into auto-zombie mode, but more like just before that. Auto-zombie mode is often a prelude to actually being all depressed-like. And I fear that if I slip, I'll be depressed all weekend and not get anything done. Maybe that's why I want to finish the update.
I still feel all nauseous and sick. *grumble* stupid stomach. I swear it hates me. It's plotting my untimely demise as we speak.
Michael didn't want to retie my noose for me. Anyone wanna show me how to tie a noose so I won't have to bug him? It's in a chain, so it's difficult, but it can be done...