Three wacom scribbles from tonight. To "get back into it."
Monday, 28 February 2011
Sunday, 27 February 2011
Birthday Cards, Motorbikes and Puppies.
Blog Goal: FAIL AGAIN.
Try, try try, harder this time.
As of this weekend, I'm once again employed. I tend to create more when I have less time to do it, so I'm optimistic.
Birthday requirements also make me draw. Love making cards for my little nephews and nieces :)
... these two are from last year, when I finally learnt to take photos of them.
They're quick little things, but fun, and they give me deadlines (which hell knows I need).
In other news, we have a new puppy. Well, I have a new puppy... The Boy said, "ma'am, I'd like to buy a motorbike," and I said, "darling, you can get a suicide machine when you get me a new dog," and he drove me to the RSPCA the following morning.
Okay, so that's not really how it went... The Boy getting his RE license was all my doing as I'm a little more, "just get up and do it," when it comes to everybody else's life. But we couldn't afford a bike... or a new puppy. So I thought my trading idea would put a stop to the matter.
Something tells me I should have asked for a horse.
Saturday, 26 February 2011
A Touch of Sentimentality.
A string of words typed into the void that spreads from my keyboard and out into the world, tonight I wanted to say this: "To the man who soothed my panic attack on Friday night; thank you." You know who you are, though you'd never read this...
...but that's not really the point, is it? ;)
Sunday, 6 February 2011
Black Wings.
Blog goal: FAIL.
Try, try, try again.
The job hunt has began, albeit slowly. I miss the retail industry, I just wish there were more jobs going in pet stores than phone shops. In the end I'll sink my teeth into any job that will have me, but if we survive on canned spaghetti on toast I think we can hold out for positions that we'll actually enjoy for maybe another two weeks. The Boy and I were both TAFE students way back when, so at least we have some experience.
Had an excuse to stop being lazy when a friend asked me to sketch up a logo for his weekly poker gatherings. It took me a few days to convince myself that I was capable of drawing, but I finally got around to it.
After playing with black wings for a little while, I've come to a definite conclusion: once I have money I want a new tattoo.
Try, try, try again.
The job hunt has began, albeit slowly. I miss the retail industry, I just wish there were more jobs going in pet stores than phone shops. In the end I'll sink my teeth into any job that will have me, but if we survive on canned spaghetti on toast I think we can hold out for positions that we'll actually enjoy for maybe another two weeks. The Boy and I were both TAFE students way back when, so at least we have some experience.
Had an excuse to stop being lazy when a friend asked me to sketch up a logo for his weekly poker gatherings. It took me a few days to convince myself that I was capable of drawing, but I finally got around to it.
After playing with black wings for a little while, I've come to a definite conclusion: once I have money I want a new tattoo.
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