cosmic_celery

Today was alright. I got done most of what I wanted to do. I drew up a comic, I cleaned the house a bit, and I went to see a movie. I didn't finish up with my room, so that'll have to wait till tomorrow.

I woke up late and talked to my Dad and his wife Nancy on the phone for a while. He asked again me how long it'll be before I transfer over to a real university, which always bothers me. I've explained the plan to him and he still brings it up all the time. Which he then immediately follows with "oh, and let me know if there's any way I could help with that". What would be nice is help with the school I'm going to now. Eh, but besides that, talking with him went fine.

Cleaned up around the house a bit, did some sit ups and push ups (I did some the day before yesterday too. I thought I should introduce at least some sort of exercise into my routine), and got ready for the movie. The plan was to go see Scott Pilgrim, but when we got there the show was sold out. Which was disappointing. So we saw The Other Guys instead. It was alright, but definitely not a movie I would have normally chosen to see. The comedy was good in some parts, but in others I was bored or slightly offended while the rest of the theatre was laughing.

Hopefully I'll be able to go see Scott Pilgrim soon. Tomorrow we might go down to visit my grandma. I want to go to the school to pick up the books for my music theory class, write at least a couple hundred words, and run by Joann's Fabric for some more black dye. I dyed a couple of things the other day and the cycle ended before it could dye all the way through.

( 'What mom thinks of my new hair' comic )

So...today was more or less an average day. I was a bit bummed out about missing the movie I wanted to see, but I can catch it another time.

Random:
I found out that, according to Big Finish, I take my tea the same way that the Sixth Doctor does (milk, no sugar). I am amused by this.

( Comic and art under the cut... )

Behold! Scarfiness!

( Comic under the cut )

Sadly, this isn't much of an exaggeration.

I've got really thick hair. If I didn't blow-dry it in the morning, it'd stay wet all day. The side effect is that it puffs up to gigantic proportions before I comb it out.

So, if you missed my last post, for the month of May, I'll be posting every day with either:
1)a poem or short story
2)a discussion of writing by somebody else, or
3 an autobiographical comic.

So, here's the first offering!


Should I put these behind a cut? Tell me if it's messing up your flist.