I was supposed to write a final paper by noon today. It was supposed to be a well-procrastinated all-nighter, but I got distracted playing Pokemon and Zelda instead. Now I'm supposed to be writing a rushed 3-hour final paper, but I'm on deviantart instead, and waiting for my cornn berries to flower so I can water them so my feebas will evolve.
I mean, I realize that my interests have only gotten progressively nerdier as of late,
but now I fear I may be terminal.
oh yeah, in art news.
since the semester's almost over, I should have have a sheikload of low-quality stuff from my drawing class on hand. also, i'm in the abortive stages of a g