This is not a real post

At least I don’t think it is. Does it count if my only reader is reading this as I type it? Hmmm… it can become a new riddle, just like the tree one. Oh look, she’s going off to buy herself a soda…with my money.

Anyways, my time at SVA is coming to a close. I’ll be graduating in a few weeks, but my classes end in 2. It’s still not sinking in and I still don’t really want to believe it. My classes have been doing fine, I just need to pull through. I’m still kind of mortified at the amount of work I have to do, but as always I’m sure I’ll get it all done in the end. Even if it will cost me a few endless nights of no sleep.

I’m looking forward to Fresh Meat. My goal is to finish my “I Scream” comic and make it into a nice mini to sell. If anything finishing my Obstacle Course comic that is currently untitled would be a great plus in having another mini to sell. I really need to get the ball rolling and actually draw it, but at least I got the scripting part of it down, which is the most important since it’s word based.

Oh well I’ll be heading off for now. Jen got back and she’s acting real creepy. I should go whack her over the head so she can finally get some sleep. Ta~ta.

Not even Noon

It’s . . . *glances at the clock* 11:10 at the moment. The alarm for 11 didn’t sound but I woke up 10 minutes prior anyway, go figure. I’d of thought I would wake up around 1:30 or so considering how late I went to sleep. Stupid alarm clocks. . . *kicks it over mentally*

So I spent the last 2 or so days scanning 35ish scenes for Jen, I feel like a robot. I need more mindless work to do. Or at least that’s how I felt for around an hour after finishing the last one. There’ll be more to come, I know it. After hours of scanning, I really miss the repetitive task. My Oliver watercolor is almost done..well by almost I think I mean half. I have to figure out a darker shade to put on for the shadow before I mud up my entire paper with layers.

Jen woke up and I closed the window. >_> I get shy about my writing…damnit  Jen. (Her laptop is creepy, talks to her and everything. Wonder what else it does when no one is around.)

I should probably get my crap together, I have to leave in about 40 minutes. I wonder where I left my DS. . . *wanders off*