... I see before me political prisoners.
iNsuRge were so cool.
I drew something yesterday for the first time since I did art in high school (some 12 years ago now). Not only was it a rare occasion to actually finish something, it was the first thing I'd ever drawn just from my own imagination -- normally I have to have something in front of me...
I feel so much better having been able to finish it, that and just actually feeling like it's ok to be creative.
I've been playing around with making skins for stuff. When I get them a bit more polished I guess I'll upload them.
Once again, here I sit, curled up around a hot water bottle, trying to summon the energy to write a report, when all I want to do is lay down and whimper.
I'm so sick of being sick, CFS, IBS, FMS... and probably other three letter acronyms ending in S[yndrome].
Just so tired and weak and it's wholeheartedly not fair.
Life goes on. Or so they say.
Time to do the report, I guess, at least it doesn't have to be as comprehensive as the one from last weekend, so I can re-use a fair bit of what I wrote in that one.