haha we don't talk about my old stories ok. ok ahahah those are old don't read them please i'm begging
i'm keeping them on this site for, ah. archival reasons. allow me to spare you from witnessing approximately 10k words of run-on sentences and improper usages of "your" that I, somehow, in 2014, once believed had any value as a form of literature. sincerest apologies to the few dozen whom that very misfortune fell upon
...I come home tired and plopped myself down on the living room couch. What do I spy under the TV?
I've never seen it but the internet is abuzz about it. So I pop in the first DVD and decide to watch one episode.
I've made a huge mistake.
This blog was meant to collect and show off some new art cuts I've been making. You know, the ones where I take a jpg or a screenshot and cut out the background in order to capture an epic face moment. I've made videos on this process. Anyway, while I do have a few of those that are ready to be shared, the computer on which those art cuts are stored is about one day left from retirement. (Short story on that is: yesterday it had a bunch of audio problems that led to crashes, today it had
Which is awesome, because now I get a good hour to chill at home before I have to go back to school. Thank god I live within walking distance.
Now pardon me as I meander about and mentally prepare myself for school.
Two days since I've gotten back from holiday, and I find it hard to get back into the habit of animations and story writing! Arrrrgh!
Some of it may have something to do with my mom getting her new puppy Chihuahua - which I must admit is a right adorable little scamp and absolutely lovable - but it's probably just trying to get back into that routine.
Custon variant created specifically to play right before *Football Italia - Mezzanotte* on 26 September 1995 has a soccer ball kicking the logo of the British broadcaster, fittingly turning its colours into those of the Italian flag. This video is not intended to infringe rightfully held copyrights.
I got myself a few things
One: A Honda ATC 125. It's a little 3 wheeler and it can pack a punch when flying down the road. They are dangerous though, I will admit that.
Two: Learning experience. Don't take sharp turns on this fucking thing. EVER. I learned that the hard way.
À la recherche du temps perdu (In Search of Lost Time) is a classic of French literature.
A few nights ago, I finally found it. Lost Time, that is.
I got the rest of the set done on Saturday… and then my laptop had major problems on Sunday which are as yet not fully resolved, but at least I got it working again. This wouldn’t ordinarily be a problem… except for the fact that my house is being remodeled and, at the moment, is full of nasty fumes. Good old VOCs.
Artist is Saveraedae.
That curious moment when you realize you've been doing something for around five months nonstop.
And I'm not about to stop! We've got a good selection today, folks.
Stories for This Week:
*gasp* I actually have a character design for her? Impossible!
Greetings and salutations, my friends.
This is your top-of-the-line film, TV show, and episode reporter here with another review.
Today, for my second analysis on a James Bond movie, I'm gonna give you guys my take on Sean Connery's second outing as the character: "From Russia with Love".
Here's the rundown of it:
Hello fellow friends. Long time no see. To cut to the chase, a fellow I know by the name of Thought Prism has finished writing his original fiction novel, and he needs our help. His blog post explains the details, but the simple summary is that the publisher crowdsources contracts, offering them to authors