I'm looking at my desk and wondering when all my work suddenly started to breed again. I thought I'd more or less sorted it all out, but now it seems as though I've more forms to fill in and things to send off than I had before. -Long suffering sigh-
I'm supposed to be going out this-evening too, but to be perfectly honest with you, a fancy-dress club crawl is -not- my idea of fun. I've already made my excuses. Give me a nice restaurant over a club anyday...Or anywhere that you can actually hear yourself think.
I have said it many times and I will say it again...I'd give a lot to be able to draw. I think it's because I have this underlying fear of having to use an eraser, I'm sure it is. I don't like drawing random lines on a piece of paper, to only have to rub them out again. I've been looking up some wolf-drawing tutorials recently and I've been practicing having to draw odd lines. 0_o I just find it peculiar.
Oh, I've also -finally- started on my 'Literature and Lighthouses' story. If any of you have ever read any of Deric Longden's novels, you'll realise the sort of story I'll be writing. If you've not read any of his books...Go and do so! They'll have you laughing and crying on the same page. Although admittedly...I don't have a cat called Thermal.
Right, that's all the update I'm writing...now I have to try and find my 'Ed Psyche' report for University so I get some free money from my Government.
