Did the Work for Hire Challenge from Strip Search Ep 12 for fun this evening while waiting for the new Strip Search episode to go up!
I don’t have my markers with me (nor do I have the style guide), but I stayed within the 90 minute time frame and tried to keep my coloring technique as close to my marker technique as I could.
Well, the only thing I didn’t like about that episode was the fact that Lexxy had gone before she could participate. Because I somehow knew she’d be great. And, lo and behold, she would’ve been.
(Strip Search is great by the way. Go watch it.)
Sigur Rós at the Heineken Music Hall, Amsterdam 21-02-2013
I was here. It was spectacular.
This is quickly becoming one of my favourite animals. The more I see it, the more I love it.
(Source: devoureth)
And, for simplicity’s sake, just these two.
Last night’s Breaking Bad was awesome, so here, have some gifs.
EDIT: Aaaand again, most of them seem not to want to move unless you click on them. How annoying.
I don’t care how disabled you are, and how many awesome things you do despite your disability…
…if you intentionally try to be an inspiring person, I will fucking hate you.
This is pretty much spot on. It doesn’t happen to me too often, because most people realize accidents don’t usually make one’s body look the way mine does. But some people still ask. And most of those people don’t even ask a specific question. They just say “what happened?”
“I was born” seems to me to be the most appropriate response to this question. After all, that’s the only thing that actually happened to make me end up in a wheelchair. Actually, no. “I was conceived” may be better. It all went horribly wrong after my conception.
I myself find this a pretty funny answer (things that sound bleakly depressing tend to be very funny to me), but usually people don’t quite get it. They’ll just stare at me with a look of mild confusion mixed with that insufferable kind of pity only stupid people seem to be capable of. And then I feel obligated to elaborate, because I don’t want to be a dick. Or I don’t want other people to know I’m a dick.
But I think, from now on, “I was conceived” is the only thing I’m going to say before rolling off. And then I’ll chuckle evilly. I do enjoy a good evil chuckle.
By the way, this is the first post in a LONG time that actually has something to do with this blog’s title. Sorry for all the toy and anime shit. I might just make a separate blog for my gifs and such from now on. Although that would probably result in this one dying a slow, painful death. So maybe not. Hmm.
Just look at how good this looks painted. Oh boy oh boy.