xevilxashleyx

Yar. I smells sabotage, Cap'n!

Today = Flat Tire Numero Dos. Both of them = flat due to...nails. Multiple nails, at that. So, I'm currently riding Dual Donuts. Passenger side. Shifty? Methinks yes.
Tomorrows paycheck goes not to my debtors, as planned, but mainly toward at least two new tires. Anyone know where I can get some good ones on the cheap? (Not that one can really acquire anything "good" on the cheap...)

Despite such happenings, I've remained in good spirits all day. And, despite my temperature of 103.4, I still played in the rain. At work, no less. Also, I found a gnarley spider who made his home in the office. We named him Frederick.

Speaking of Creepy Crawleys, I've acquired myself a new Little Buddy of the Elaphe gutatta gutatta variety. The following pictures may not be for the Squeamish:

I am just realizing that the next few months are packed with events that I want to attend. Finances permitting, I'll be attending both the Boston Tattoo Convention and the Seacoast Tattoo Convention, as well as the upcoming Reptile Expo, among other things.

Random:

The Colonel says, "Hi!"



Currently, I'm in Creativity Overload. I have at least ten projects going, and only a very small portion of said projects are are even remotely related to myself. On top of my 'every day,' 'run-of-the-mill' art projects, I'm working on two websites, helping my mom remodel/renovate the house, learning how to screen print, and creating all sorts of news-letter goodness for work; and upon expressing my interest in welding, I've been enlisted to help a co-worker with some mundane tasks and creative endevors in return for some basic welding lessons.
On top of all this, I've applied to a few places for Job Numero Dos, but my fuse is already pretty damn short and I'm not sure how long I'm going to last, anyway.
Alas, with my inpeding debt, what choice do I have? I've decided to just suck it up and do it for as long as I can (or at least as long as it takes to pay off my debts, whichever comes first.)

Yar. I am quickly becoming a tired little ball of cranky sickly evilness. Sleep soon, methinks. Tonight, I'll set my alarm, as waking up just as I should be heading out the door is not working out very well. being at work for five am = SUCKAGE.

I keep feeling as if I'm forgetting something. I don't like it, Sir.

Remember that giant mosquito I mentioned a few entries back? Here it is:


And:

Random goodies for your viewing pleasure:


The Colonel..


Nap-time candid..?


Glasses.


Goodnight, SGland!