one mockup down. I’m not at all convinced it’s /right/, but eh. We’ll see. For now, I will go do a rough draft of a panel. 40 minutes later: Boy do I suck. ;)
Author: mizkit
all right. must work.
Ok, suckfully, I need to do some work today. Even MORE suckfully, Ted’s goddamned work called at four thirty this morning and /he’s/ been at work /since/ then. Fuckers. So the work I have to do today is to make mockups. I don’t particularly wish to do this, but I have to, so I’m thinking I’ll set up a little reward system for myself. I have like five mockups to do, I think. For each mockup I get done, I can draw a rough (no doubt very very very VERY…
el yucko
Performance reviews at work. El yucko. Anything else? Oh yeah. I biked 20.6 miles last night, go me! Averaging 12.8mph, which I was prettypleased with, especially since it was windy as HELL. I’d been wondering on my ride on Wednesday what I could do to make myself work harder as I biked, and I figured it out–instead of keeping my odometer on the mileage, if I keep it on the average mph, I seem to work hard to keep that MPH up. The first 6 miles or something of the…
here, Rod
Here, Rod. Taken at the end of last month: Despite appearances, I am not missing my right eye. :)
a desperate bout of jr high
*helpless laughter* This morning Jai sent me a photograph with no ID, and a subject line that said ‘So do you know who this is?’ Well, yes, of course, I recognized him instantly; it was Rodney, my high school Twuuu Wuuuuv, and I wrote back and said ‘oh my god’, because he is goatee-d and heavier and looks like a country singer star in the photo, and then there was much giggling, and then the girl who’d sent it to Jai apparently told Rod that she’d sent it to Jai…