Quasith

  Ever like something and have no idea why?  Ever feel as if you shouldn't eat that last chocolate covered coffee bean?  After all, you've eaten like 50.  I went to go see the movie 300 a second time today.  I liked it, obviously.  That is to say, I found it entertaining.  Despite all the shirtless men, I never felt gay while watching it.  Except for the cameo by Apophis from stargate.  He calls himself xerxes in that movie though... Even more entertaining is how worked up people can get over something as trivial as, say, a movie.  Or music.  The only time I got worked up about anything in another country was the Brazillian drug cartels and t

  I've determined that my character Letum is going to have a horse.  It will be a badass clidesdale and is already designed sort of.  Whats important in truth is that the Clidesdale needs a name; any name!  The person who comes up with a name I like the most will get a drawing of anything they damn well please.  This probably isn't a motivation, but I'm in this sort of mood.   Respond names by tommorrow evening and I will draw you something, if you want!

Ever spend an hour making something on the computer, and the amount of effort and affection you have for the picture is directly proportionate to how likely the program is likely to crash/ something will screw it up?  I sat about this fine evening, drawing an image tha tcame to my head.  Whats funny is that I actually REALLY liked what I had made, because it was a slight change of my usual style and was very similair to my mental image.  I literally put the last finishing touch on the damn thing and click "Save".  At that, the program minimizes and disappears into oblivion, pulling my beloved picture with it.  Damn ... Jamaicans.  Keep steali