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Mon, Mar. 1st, 2010, 09:17 pm
In which I describe the month of February as a "fucker":

Sometimes, when I'm feeling kind of unfocused and a bit too high-energy, I'll burn some of it by automatic drawing instead of something more demanding. It sure produces some weird stuff. Eldritch, pointless devices, cloud formations in hell, landscapes of ill repute, that sort of unclassifiable stuff of passing idle thoughts and meaningless frantic energy.

Last month was a fucker, wasn't it? Everybody bitching at each other and themselves, loved ones and trees collapsing, plus the weather was just lovely. We survived, maybe. Group hug.

Tue, Mar. 2nd, 2010 06:43 am (UTC)
krinndnz

A group hug is called for.

Tue, Mar. 2nd, 2010 07:41 am (UTC)
masstreble

That reminds me for some dissociative reason: I need to find a way to instant massage you, but none of the services I'm trying to use work on superslow dial-up. I'm thinking I'm going to have to emaul you instead. :/ It's like chatting, but we say longer things and over a longer period of time. Like a book club, rather than a cafe? It agrees with me anyhow. If that's amenable to you, I'll get around to that as soon as I work up the nerve again.