I only remember a handful of my dreams. Occasionally some stick with me. This one did for its ridiculousness.

Basically, I was, for reasons unknown to me, sentenced to two years of playing the guitar. This included playing at a jazz fest. I was naturally horrified, because I play the piano, and have a bad experience with guitar. I was particularly annoyed at my dad for not helping me to get out of this, but I was adamant to get out of my humane possible until I woke up.

And who sentenced me? Condoleeza Rice.

Sometimes I wish I could trade dreams. :(

This comic is not part of the furry scene, definitely, but I saw it once and would really like to identify it again. It's fairly realistic but not overly, painted (probably digitally).

The chief scene I remember is that of a group of anthro crocodiles luring an unsuspecting someone into an alley and then being thwarted by the hero (who is human) from eating their victim. "You cost us our prey!" or something like that.

Ring a bell anyone? It's fairly Marvel in style, only prettier and more painted than ink. I'll be happy if you can help me.

I was in a pretty bad mood today when I learned that Amazon.com had delayed my Christmas presents (I always order mine myself... what can I say, a lot of the stuff I like can't be bought in Iceland). So now they changed the date from December 16th approx. to December 29th. :(

Then my mom, as always, came to the rescue. I had bought Beauty and the Beast (my favourite movie) on DVD, but hadn't got around to watching it yet, so my mom simply added that up as a Christmas present for me (which is kinda what I wanted). Thank you, mom.

Happy Holidays, everybody! Thank you for welcoming me so kindly to this amazing site. :)

Today I discovered that you've gotta be careful when venting your frustration. An ongoing animation had me worried and frustrated, and I decided to silently curse with some arm gestures. I was not careful of my ferocity and I badly strained my right arm. It's not injured, but my, for a while I thought it was. My right arm, especially the uppermost joint, really hurt, and I broke out in sweat and feelings of nausea, already worried over how I was going to get to the hospital without a car on a Sunday afternoon.

Fortunately, I can feel that it's not so severe, but it still aches if I move it a certain way, a bad muscle after a bad stretch. So be careful out there, people who need their arms (especially their main one) to work.

Just drew up a quick avatar. Hell, I need more practice drawing digitally, but I was tired of people thinking I look like a glass of brushes. :P