Ooooh pretty lights. I am so dumb right now. I'm such a procrastinator, and my body clock is shot to hell. I should be right now finishing my laundry and on my way to buy some groceries for this coming week. This SAN should have been in the bag last night, and I should have already scanned and inked two throw away comics I drew last night. Today all I have accomplished is: reheating the mediocre rib eye, rice, and broccoli I made last night, watched an episode and a half of criminal minds, part of office space, and something with Josh Hartnett or maybe Channing Tatum hacking off some guy's head to keep him from turning into a monster. Other than that I can't account too much for the day.
I should be doing some kind of artistic thing like sketching in the park (which I've been aching to do for weeks, doing sketch ref practice, or trying out my water color set or my acrylic set. Or how about catching up with the seasons worth of magazines I have stacked around my work area. Can I still call it that?