More chocobos to photograph, but posting pictures would involve using the mouse an awful lot and I just got done with one so... wrist is on rest for the time being. I may not get to pictures until I'm forced to take another day off. But I am being productive!
Today I have acquired scraps of velvet (yes, real velvet! how horrible that I am excited about scraps of real velvet!), wire, plastic eggs, tissue paper, and a black hoodie on clearance for $7 that came complete with a bunch of bad ideas for free. I am almost convention-ready. Sort of. In some ways. A little.
For all those waiting for responses, don't worry, I know you exist. *grin* And I will get back to you. Pattern of my life: long stretches of work interspersed by short stretches of everything but work, and responses fit into there somewhere. That is just how I seem to best operate.
Conclusion I have reached: I am completely without cultural or religious guilt and pre-determined morality, which apparently scares the shit out of people. Score without meaning to.I would still probably eat my own young, but that assumes that 1.) I would allow myself to procreate and 2.) the revolting spawn wouldn't just bust out and run away.
Today I have acquired scraps of velvet (yes, real velvet! how horrible that I am excited about scraps of real velvet!), wire, plastic eggs, tissue paper, and a black hoodie on clearance for $7 that came complete with a bunch of bad ideas for free. I am almost convention-ready. Sort of. In some ways. A little.
For all those waiting for responses, don't worry, I know you exist. *grin* And I will get back to you. Pattern of my life: long stretches of work interspersed by short stretches of everything but work, and responses fit into there somewhere. That is just how I seem to best operate.
Conclusion I have reached: I am completely without cultural or religious guilt and pre-determined morality, which apparently scares the shit out of people. Score without meaning to.