By the way guys, I finally got my license. Whee!
Fun with grandpa’s crowquill. on Flickr.
Today I needed to ink something in a scratchier style than usual. I looked over into my pen cup and...
Piece-A-Piss.
Sniper’s voice. Ahhh~ And this song. I can’t.
Always reblog.
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Had a class on inventing figures for animation by Rad Sechrist (Dreamworks) today. Here’s a few pages from my notes on breaking down head...
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Entire paper on the extraction of uranyl ions from seawater to produce yellow cake by…complexing that shit with some shit. I guess. I don’t know what I’m going to do and I’m only really half way done. :___:
So. Sleep. Is. Wrong.
Ten Ren Tea!
So this looks super interesting and something worth of looking into acquiring.
Truth.
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I don’t really like my own name that much because for some reason sometimes I can’t pronounce it right and people wind up thinking my name is “Sap” or something :__:
And I start seeing steam announcements for people, whom I’m fairly certain live in the same time zone as me, playing TF2.
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I’m really tired. I really hope this doesn’t become a habit. .__.
“Alle sieben Sekunden stirbt ein Deustcher Soldat. Stalingrad, Massengrab.”
I’m in the mood for some grim music today.
This is what happens when queers do chemistry: EVERYTHING GOES TO RAINBOWS :V
(So I actually have a funny story about this set of chemicals. The TA for my lab section has long hair, a scraggly beard, really deep set eyes, and generally looks/dresses like he belongs in a metal band. While I’m working he comes up to me while I’m working with this set and shouts in an excited voice “Rainbow!” before very dryly beginning to explain the spectrochemical series.)