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Workin' at the good ol' secluded booth, and wahey, ( TAE saves me again. )
Some poor, pregnant woman drove up with a flat tire and had to park near my car and wait for a couple hours for her brother to come down from Redford to give her the equipment to fix it. That's cause we're in the boonies and service shops are far away. :D Oh well; she was very cool about it.
And I listened in on the four-way and heard the rangers goin' on back and forth about bringing an abmulance into the park; apparently some little girl had taken a fall near the tennis courts and hurt her head bad or something. Huh. Well, there goes another dose of childhood trauma, brought to you by your friendly, neighborhood Huron-Clinton Metroparks Authority. Please be sure to stay for Square Dancing Night to seal the deal.
Oddly enough, I blocked off a layer of colors on another TAE page and just stopped and started re-drawing page 4. Because I despise pages 4-6 heartily. I think they're the worst display out of all of the ones I've got done so far; so I said, wahey. Redo 'em. Rescript; it's not that hard!
It's really not. I like them better now.
( But I think only I can decipher them in this reallllly unclean draft period. So ye be warned. +3 )
Whee. So, if I color up all the pages I have done now, that's 23. And that's the most I've ever gotten myself to do on any attempt at sequential work. That's pretty neat. I'm worried that I'll opt out of this by 40, when I need to start drawing the fighting. Though..I guess..I can get away with a lot of weird stuff, since Ellie is eccentric and probably isn't a traditional kind of fighter. Cool. Okay, well, I guess I'll burn that bridge when I cross it (that's a really weird figure of speech to me, for some reason).
Also good God can Ouran please get out of my head. That STUPID OPENING SONG AND ANIMATION. afjaoiaAnd Nekozawa convulsing in the daylight. Okay. WHAT. STOP. NO MORE.
I'm kinda tired. So I think this post is dumb.
But I'd like to close with apologizing to whoever I've been bothering real bad lately; I kind of have that vibe agian. BUT I DON'T KNOW I'M LIKE NEVER ON. So either way. What? I don't know.
Some poor, pregnant woman drove up with a flat tire and had to park near my car and wait for a couple hours for her brother to come down from Redford to give her the equipment to fix it. That's cause we're in the boonies and service shops are far away. :D Oh well; she was very cool about it.
And I listened in on the four-way and heard the rangers goin' on back and forth about bringing an abmulance into the park; apparently some little girl had taken a fall near the tennis courts and hurt her head bad or something. Huh. Well, there goes another dose of childhood trauma, brought to you by your friendly, neighborhood Huron-Clinton Metroparks Authority. Please be sure to stay for Square Dancing Night to seal the deal.
Oddly enough, I blocked off a layer of colors on another TAE page and just stopped and started re-drawing page 4. Because I despise pages 4-6 heartily. I think they're the worst display out of all of the ones I've got done so far; so I said, wahey. Redo 'em. Rescript; it's not that hard!
It's really not. I like them better now.
( But I think only I can decipher them in this reallllly unclean draft period. So ye be warned. +3 )
Whee. So, if I color up all the pages I have done now, that's 23. And that's the most I've ever gotten myself to do on any attempt at sequential work. That's pretty neat. I'm worried that I'll opt out of this by 40, when I need to start drawing the fighting. Though..I guess..I can get away with a lot of weird stuff, since Ellie is eccentric and probably isn't a traditional kind of fighter. Cool. Okay, well, I guess I'll burn that bridge when I cross it (that's a really weird figure of speech to me, for some reason).
Also good God can Ouran please get out of my head. That STUPID OPENING SONG AND ANIMATION. afjaoiaAnd Nekozawa convulsing in the daylight. Okay. WHAT. STOP. NO MORE.
I'm kinda tired. So I think this post is dumb.
But I'd like to close with apologizing to whoever I've been bothering real bad lately; I kind of have that vibe agian. BUT I DON'T KNOW I'M LIKE NEVER ON. So either way. What? I don't know.
