KILL!
I won the full run of first editions, never been read but totally bagged comics of The Sandman off of Ebay (for a wicked good deal), along with the first Death series, and the Endless Gallery.
Only, fucker hasn't sent me #17 and 18 yet, and it's been a few weeks. I've emailed him again. Good stuff, though.
Today's my day off, which means reading Cunt again, watching movies, cleaning the ratties, and actually going to the grocery store to put FOOD in the FRIDGE/my belly.
Meteor shower observed last night. It was fun. Didn't make any wishes, but I really don't need any.
It's fucking cold, but it's sunny and gorgeous and life is beautiful all over again.
I love winter. A lot of contemplation and coming to terms, usually, but at the end of the year I can't find many reasons to be miserable for long.
I can't wait to go home. I miss my sister.
New profile pic for winter. I got egomaniacal and put up a shatload of pictures I took down ages ago.
I won the full run of first editions, never been read but totally bagged comics of The Sandman off of Ebay (for a wicked good deal), along with the first Death series, and the Endless Gallery.
Only, fucker hasn't sent me #17 and 18 yet, and it's been a few weeks. I've emailed him again. Good stuff, though.
Today's my day off, which means reading Cunt again, watching movies, cleaning the ratties, and actually going to the grocery store to put FOOD in the FRIDGE/my belly.
Meteor shower observed last night. It was fun. Didn't make any wishes, but I really don't need any.
It's fucking cold, but it's sunny and gorgeous and life is beautiful all over again.
I love winter. A lot of contemplation and coming to terms, usually, but at the end of the year I can't find many reasons to be miserable for long.
I can't wait to go home. I miss my sister.
New profile pic for winter. I got egomaniacal and put up a shatload of pictures I took down ages ago.
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i started reading sandman when i was fourteen and just this year managed to finally get my hands on the entire series and finish reading it. it was good. i got a lot more of it now.
why did i need someone else's observations about winter to remind me why i love and hate this time of year?
winter's always been a good time to do acid, but i can never hunt any up.
what sort of person has no wishes to make? its like either being content or being dead. one or the other, surely.
surely to fuck.
again,
nice hair.
sad that the journal swap never fucking happened!
will be putting some new sketches up after the holi-daze!
woohoo!!