[08 Sep 2005|07:55am] Okay...so, the sandman close-lined me...it was a sneak attack man...he’s cunning...I wake up seven hours later with sleep paralysis - which of course, sucks major ass...come’n up out of this Poltergeist dream, likely inspired from a loose lip conversation about how sexy JoBeth Williams looked roll’n around on the ceiling in noth’n but a football jersey and undies...heh...and no, a shame that part didn’t filter into the dream, no...just the monsters...heh...so I jerk myself out of unconsciousness and shuffle to the store...and you know, I’m not nearly awake enough yet, so that by the time I get to the store and have to mumble the words, “basics, full-flavor”, everything has that all-to-high contrast quality, like I’m either stoned or still dreaming...at which point some of the mid-west’s best idiots yuck their way into the store behind me, snickering...one of them whistles those two notes - those two notes, like the shortest mating call ever concieved, and they all yuck it up, calling out as I leave, “with hair like that, I thought you were a girl”...yuck, yuck, chuckle, chuckle...fuck’n mouth-breathing idiots...ah well... Anyhoo...enough bitching...heh here’s the fan art I would have finished earlier, but I passed out. ( BLAR ) if you haven't already peeked, you should check out drewweing 's journal... "BLAR" is only a small example of how talented this guy is. 38 comments|post comment

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