I had a little accident on the way home. Nothing serious, just makign up for all the painfully annoying skinned knees I didn't get when I was a pre-teen. Going down a short cut, carefully, mind you, then wham. Ow.
At least I went down gracefully. I didn't end up losing my binder or umbrella on the ground. 3nodding However, if I catch the name of the little girlie who was all "Haha! She fell!" I am so going to... Do something. Dunno what. Maybe get her e-mail and send her gay porn. Gay, bondage porn of fat, hairy men... In spandex! Heehee...! ninja
Wow, I actually had something worth putting in a journal.
And! Art! Rather, doll! But it's still art. Haha.
Base from here.
Aaaaannnd...
Fuggit. I was contemplating doing some random doll-request-thing, but I'm too damn lazy.
Oh. And. I'm feeling less confident about my hallowe'en costume. The head peice is so damn big and I can't see... And I have to tote around a knife and all that. Blargh. I should've been something less complex - like, say, a psychotic butcher.
Wait.
I can do that.
Nevermind, then. lol
