Well I really know that I should be in bed right now seeing as I have to work early tomorrow, but instead here I am once again avoiding sleep and drawing until my hand cramps (as I have been for the past couple nights). The endless pursuit of cramming in as much detail as possible into one drawing will perhaps be what one day drives me to madness, but for now it is just what helps to fill the long, lonely hours after work. But yeah I don't really know why I'm rambling on except that it is giving my eyes a break from staring at Aphobia looking back at me from the drawing before me...
And now I suppose it is back to the drawing board and I'll close with the song quote of the day:
"I didn't wanna fuck you baby, I didn't wanna fuck you, I didn't wanna fuck you, but you're pretty when you're mine. I didn't really love you baby, I didn't really love you, I didn't really love you, but I'm pretty when I lie..."
And now I suppose it is back to the drawing board and I'll close with the song quote of the day:
"I didn't wanna fuck you baby, I didn't wanna fuck you, I didn't wanna fuck you, but you're pretty when you're mine. I didn't really love you baby, I didn't really love you, I didn't really love you, but I'm pretty when I lie..."
See you Friday...I think.