So, guess what song I've had going around non-stop in my head for the past
week?
GODDAMN. However much I adore the musical, a week is a long time. I'll end up singing it in my sleep at this rate...
ANYWAY.
Moving swiftly on from phantoms and operas and songs-in-the-heads, life's been trundling along very nicely for me recently. Exams were all finished about a month ago, hurrah, and oh gods I cannot wait to drop English Literature - if I have to analyse one more poem, I'm going to tear my eyeballs out.
But I'm not here to talk about school. I'm here to apologise for the
horrific lack of updates that I've bestowed upon you all - it really is unforgivable, but I haven't done any artwork for about three weeks.
No, I tell a lie. I have done artwork, I just haven't made it all pretty and shiny in PhotoShop yet. So when I finally yank my finger out and start 'shopping, I'm afraid you might get a sudden influx of art.
Especially as the new Star Trek film has whacked my muse back into first gear. I'm a Trekkie as it is, so this film really made me OHSOHAPPY. And since then I've gone back and rewatched the entire Original Series and fallen in love all over again, and seeing as I'm trying to improve my human anatomy, who better to practise on than the unfortunate crew of the Enterprise? (Sorry, guys, but you're my chosen victims.)
So, anyway, to sum up - sorry for the lack of art, but there'll be some pieces up soon, if all goes well.
Also, YAYSTARTREK.
On a final note, I recently adopted a new alley-cat - I now have seven, Dante, Ghost, X-Box, Eclipse, Lucy, Spock and Bones. The newest is the latter, named because I first saw him scrapping madly with Spock about a week ago. He's a lovely tabby tom, very friendly but more than a little dim-witted...still, at least he's not as thick as Spock, whom I the other day caught trying to shove his head through the tiny holes in the chicken wire.
Smooth move, Spock.
Anyways,
Till next time,
~IW~
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"Come...dry your eyes, for you are life, rarer than a quark and unpredictable beyond the dreams of Heisenberg; the clay in which the forces that shape all things leave their fingerprints most clearly."-Dr. Manhattan
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Kill The Music, Dim The Lights, And Lets Do This
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Seriously.. sparkling vampires? F*cking ghey. Give me Christopher Lee over that shit any day.
I'm from Polish pride (blog)[link] I have question Can I use your arts- [link] and [link] ??? Please...
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"Methinks,I see...where?
-In my mid's eyes"
Its neelam, cool gallery. How are you? Hows college or w/e ur up to.
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See my journal !!!
...how cool is it that I look at your other faves and you just happen also to have Star Trek faves?
It seems like Jekyll and Hyde and Star Trek always attract the same crowd....
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La guillotine--elle a souri
Quand le sang royal, il la tachée
La guillotine elle est heureuse
La guillotine heureuse !
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*Alessandro has been confiscated by the United States border patrol*
oh i love terry ......'s chocolate orange
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