Wednesday, May. 12, 2004 - 4:34 a.m.
Cost of the War in Iraq
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Over25revue Review and Baby Book Finals Finally!!!
Wowee! I got a really nice review (yeah, I got another review.. the b0b0 one just wasnt enough! LOL!) It is from over25revue.
And here are the finished drawings I keep promising. I am dead tired and was going to go to bed without putting an entry for once, but I can't let well enough alone. You can compare them to the sketches earlier, which you can keep in another window.
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And remember that all images are Copyright 2004 Wench77 eh. Thanks! :)
Here is my horoscope for Tuesday, May 11:
Well, I wasn't decisive on much today. I got these drawings wrapped up for Fedex and sent off. I decided to do the drawings for this Adult Textbook tomorrow (that was decisive in a sort of abdicating sort of way). I pencilled two pages of comics (I need to upload 4 inked pages on Thursday nite, so that I have a page per day over the weekend while I am in Toronto at the Small Press Fair). I went to flamenco, which is frustrating and demanding and not so much fun with all the pressure for the show. That's a larger entry. I transplanted more of that Japanese knotweed into my backyard from the deadlot at the highschool, skulking around in the dark. I didn't put out my eye like last year. Yay.
Not much decisive. Though I am going to bed now. Before 5am I hope. zzzz
hugs to me wenchie.
I wish I had friends and coworkers and relatives who lived close, were available and had $20 apiece to come to my flamenco show. If I am optimistic, two will come. If pessimistic. zero. sigh.
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Goodbye Michael. May your next life be kinder to you. - Thursday, Jun. 25, 2009
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