Today was interesting. I watched a man accidentally fire a nail gun into his left ring finger. It got stuck there. He pulled it out by himself, then copious amounts of blood gushed out into the snow.

Then I came home and slacked off, didn't fill out the billions of applications I need to in order to have the slightest chance in hell of getting a job a monkey could perform (hooray for the economy).

Still working on that commission for seffywuff. Getting close to done. Hope it's good enough that he'll give me some money....I've never been paid for a drawing before.

Looked through my old artwork last night. I'm tired of thinking my art is worthless, and its been so long since I've seen that stuff that I actually enjoyed looking at it. I was reading an old comic I made, and I took the macho cheesy/protagonist with amnesia filter in my brain out and actually enjoyed it for a change, how about that. So I feel that the experience gave me some much needed musefuel.

Now......If you'll excuse me, my room mate and I are going to go play with a chainsaw. Maybe I'll get to see some more blood. Hooray for power tools!