the aforementioned birthday present

for Nath, who may or may not actually like it. Because what's happening here is this:

"Andra, it's been a year now. We have to talk."

"Maybe tomorrow. I'm going to bed." I turned away from him and headed for the stairwell. He followed me up the steps and stopped me by one of those tall, arched windows. Moonlight streamed in, edging one side of his face with cold silver. The torches that lit the manor at night cast fireglow on his other side.

"Please, just listen! You can't avoid this forever."

"Watch me." The words didn't come out as steady as they should have. I sank my teeth into my lower lip and bowed my head, glad for once that he couldn't see me.

"You're crying," he said.

"No, I'm not." I answered out of habit; he knew me too well to believe me.

His hand went to my face, thumb smearing through my tears. I pushed his arm away, shoved at his chest, five seconds too late. His sightless eyes narrowed. His brows furrowed together. "Andra -"

I stumbled backward up the stairs, pressing the side of my fist into one eye. "Not now. I can't talk about it now. I'll see you in the morning." My voice was shaking hard, but it didn't matter. I turned and fled up the staircase, leaving him standing beside the open window, with the moon gilding his skin.

This bit takes place a year after the end of the actual story. I figure that after all the crap I put them through, Andra and Nath would probably be pretty messed up and have lots of post-crisis angst and issues. Muaa, I'm so friggen evil to them. But you guys know by now that's how I show affection, right?

So about the picture: I've been staring at it so long that I almost hate it now. It wants color, but since I'm absolutely terrified of dual light sources and also have zero confidence in my level of coloring skill, color is unlikely to happen anytime soon. But I left it unshaded, just in case. I was so sick of dealing with this, I didn't even clean it up in PDN after scanning. Happy Birthday to you, Nath. You'd better like it.

By the way, Thaelen and Anabeth have been inspiring lately. I can't get them out of my head. But that's a good thing, I suppose. Many many scribbles to come soon!

Commander Kip
"Turn around, man, you'll never make it!" *VROOOOOMMMMM... pheeeeeewwwww.... THUD* "Made it."
Normal is overrated!

news from the Commandah

Firstly and foremostly, I'm back from Sioux Falls, and I got an honorable mention at regionals! Which is about the equivalent of third place. Works for me! I doodled quite a bit while I was there, but none of the stuff is scanned yet, since I have to go through all my homework and find 'em all, but there will be a veritable pile at some point.

In other extremely important news, we have like a foot and a half of snow all of a sudden!!! Which means no school today. Please and thank you. My dad and I shoveled the driveway like five times last night. *squees epically*

Also, I was sick, but I'm better now. Waaait... that was like at the beginning of the year. Where in the world has January gone?! In any case, that was a while ago, but I'm glad I got it over with in time to go compete still.

I'm listening to the Tron: Legacy soundtrack right now, because somebody was playing it in art class the other day and I thought it was fairly epic. Still haven't seen the movie, but I'm thinking about dragging my grandpa over to see it with me this weekend.

Room remod is going nicely, but I have to wait till spring break to do some of the spraypainting I wanted to do. We got a pegboard for my weapons, but it looks like it might be a bit of an ordeal trying to get it hung, so that might have to wait 'till spring break also.

I finished The Chestnut King! *incogerent gibbering ensues, as the Commander's mind has been effectively blown* So much epic cannot possibly exist in one place. It offends reason. Converging plots for teh win. Thank you, Pippin, for lending us the preciouss, yesss, we likes it muchly...

And that reminds me, I'm about due to watch LotR again, by my reckoning. Maybe not Fellowship of the Ring, since I've seen that like twice as many times as the other two put together, but definately Two Towers, cuz that one has all the best deleted scenes and Legolas and Gimli are hilarious in it. I love those two so freaking much. Extended edition is the ONLY way to go.

And, by the way, I got my driver's license. DON'T FREAK OUT - I still can't drive by myself, partly because I'm not comfortable with it, mostly because Mommie hasn't gotten me insurance yet... but I have the card in my possession, which must count for something. Those of you who've been nagging me about it *ahemREEDFROSThemhem* you all can just shut up naow.

You know what makes me sad? I had Chapter 12 all worked out with Lady Arin, and I didn't write down the friggen order of operations, so now I can't remember what we said. Gah, we just need to record every conversation we have... cuz now I gotta figure everything out all over again. Annoying short-term memory/Goldfish Syndrome...

Lastly, I discovered a new tv show on Cartoon Network that shows a bit of promise; it's called Young Justice, and it has Robin in it. And he pwns ur soul. Especially his new non-traffic-light-colored SUIT, and his hair, which lies down quite nicely (see, that's how you know the TT Robin is Tim Drake, cuz of his super-retarded spiky hair.) Howevah, we're apparently dealing with a thirteen-year-old Dick Grayson here, which messes slightly with my personal Batman/Teen Titans continuity, and he therefore has a hilarious snooty tweenager voice. Also, Aqualad looks nothing like Aqualad, although I actually like his design (except for his nasty costume - RED, can you believe it? RED for an Atlantean!) but I can't help but prefer the pretty-hair'd Asian Teen Titans version. Speedy, what I've seen of him so far, is a total jerk. But apparently he's not in the show much, so that's okay. I never really liked the Titan version of him either. And it looks like they pretty much kept the design for Kid Flash, which makes me happeh. I love that guy. He cracks me up. I have nothing to say about Superboy, just like I've never had anything to say about Superman. It would seem, according to the trailers, that Superboy's sole purpose in the show is to scream a lot and break things. See how I don't find that at all impressive? And I've yet to see Miss Martian in action, but from her bio, she's practiacally a Raven ripoff. Telepathy, telekinesis, flight, etc. I know next to nothing about her personality, but if she's anything like her uncle, I expect she will be rather boring. We'll see, I suppose. So yeah, bascially I miss Teen Titans now. I miss all the original characters and their dorky costumes and their equally dorky supervillains. I miss the spiky-haired, badly dressed, super angsty Robin with his Batman ripoff growly voice and his awesome bo stick and his ninja skillz. I miss Raven and her random tantrums and her daddy issues and her hilarious freaking deadpan. I miss Cyborg and Beast Boy and their slapstick best buddies relationship and the arguments they have over anything and everything. I even miss Starfire, with all her alien blondeness and her freaky purple miniskirt. Gaah.

Sorry, I'll quit ranting at you guys now. Bye.

Commander Kip
*computer lady voice* "Access denied." "Heh. Wanna bet?" *tapping keys* "Access granted." "Uh. How... are you... doing that?" *smirksmirk* "Same system as the Batcave."
Normal is overrated!

it snowed here

finally. About six inches, no school two days in a row. Thanks very much. I miss homeschooling.



Here, have some tasties.

Hokay, this is what I actually wanted to show you. His name is Magellan, and he is so fabulous. He lights up when you throw him on the ground or bang him against a hard surface. SO. ENTERTAINING. I cannot put him DOWN. Thank you, Brentalope.

I drewed this in history, because I didn't feel like listening that day. It's Princess Sarene and her Seon, Ashe, from Brandon Sanderson's first novel Elantris. Brilliant book, you gaiz. I liked Sarene because despite being blonde, she kicks some serious butt and gets the better of all the noblemen. It's hilarious. Oh, and she's married to a dead guy. Yay.

And here I did a little thingy for Zaraiah from the steampunk mess. She looks different every time I see her, I swear. Eh. Boring stuff.

Awright, that's it for the moment. Later peoples.

Commander Kip

Woodwork is not supposed to talk. When I'm speaking to the woodwork, the woodwork is not supposed to answer back.

Normal is overrated!

Christmas/New Year/mah BIRTHDAY, and some floaty things

Happy belated all of those. Bet you thought I'd gone and died again. I seem to be doing a lot of that these days. Anyhow.

I tried so hard not to, but despite my bestest of efforts, I somehow turned eighteen.

*cue the horrified screaming and running and freaking out*

But I had an awesome birthday parteh, so that helped somewhat. Although Peter's refusing to speak to me now. See him sulking in the corner there? He's saying quite loudly that he can't see me because I've been banished for growing up. Bah. I'll get the better of him eventually. And to avoid confusion, I know two Peters: the good Commodore Pan, and my friend from school who goes by San Pablo. I'm talking about the Commodore at the moment.

So this was supposed to be for the art fair at school, and I totally only made this one and one other, which wasn't cutting it. So I'll just stockpile a bunch of them to sell next year. The faerie dude living here is named Tide. He rather dislikes the butterfly, but that's too bad, because I like the butterfly. So there. This didn't come out quite how I wanted. Pics of the other one eventually. Oh, and you might recognize this person. Remember that massive gob of wordses from that other post? Yeah, this is Private Jenkins again, because I can't keep my pencil off her lately. I just love her shiny HAIR. This doodle took place in the middle of my history notes, so it's about two inches high and anatomically impossible, but I really liked the irritation that came out of the general pencil swoosh, so you get it anyway.

And here she is again, and I was actually trying this time. I had this brilliant idea to try drawing her at several different ages, and this was like the only attempt remotely worth showing. I can't remember ever having a character with a real widow's peak before! A real one, not one of those six-inch-tall anime things. Yaay, I love Jenkins.

In other news, I saw some good movies over the break: The Proposal, which was a really cute romantic comedy; The Perfect Storm, which was amazing but horrible all at once; and Tangled (!!) which rocked my soul and forced me to see it twice in the theater, which I generally try not to do, but GAAH IT WAS SO BRILLIANT. In my opinion. My mom saw it with me the second time, and I think she fails to see what exactly is so brilliant about it. *trying to decide whether to spoil or no* Eh, I'll leave the spoiling for later. You guys, go see it. Those of you who know me really well won't have too much of a hard time figuring out why I loved it. I mean, come on, they have epic duels with a freaking frying pan. Gimme a break.

Got some good birthday presents too (and Christmas, but the birthday ones were particularly epic.) I have a picture of the one from Brentalope that I will post later - it's the beastiest thing in the whole wide world - but suffice to say, I went to Borders and felt like a kid in a candy store. A kid in a candy store with a really big wad of cash in her pocket and free reign to buy whatever she wished. Thank you, wonderful people. Gift cards are the way to go. Whoever thought of inventing them is clearly a genius.

Also, I'm still working on my room, and with the new bedspread and curtains, it's finally starting to pull together. We'll be hopefully painting some things over spring break, so pictures will happen then if I remember.

Reading Elantris by Brandon Sanderson right now, and just saying, the dude is an evil mastermind. For serious. I'm about halfway through and loving it dearly. The plotting, gaah, it's everywhere, and it's a little less intense than Mistborn, which is fine. And this was his first novel! *mightily impressed* Dang, if my first novel could be this epic, I would totally be set for life. Just saying.

I'm probably forgetting things... oh well, whatever's left, I'll pick it up in the next post. Love you people.

Commander Kip

"You know I can't swim!" "Yeah. Hence, the BOAT."

Normal is overrated!

Solstice time

which means it's Nath's birthday today! Yaay - oh wait...

Trivia moment: why is Nath's eighteenth birthday a bad thing? Points and cookies if you know. Lol. He's just a couple weeks older than me this year, but I'll be older next year cuz he has his eighteenth birthday EVERY year. Muaaa.

I have a picture that I wanted done in honor of his birthday, but no. I'll put it up eventually, once I figure out Andra's dagger sheath and stuff. Yeah.

Anyway, everybody hug him, cuz his birthday is not going to be very fun. *huggles poor Nath*

On a completely different note, paintball on Saturday was epic as always, except that about half of us ran out of CO2 right in the middle of a major firefight. So then we ran around in the woods in the dark and did unsmart things. For example, I somehow got one of my contacts stabbed out of my eye by some tree branch or something while running from someone during a game of tag; that same guy cracked a rib jumping from one tree into another and didn't notice until like the next day... yeah. It was way awesome. And it wasn't even that muddy, although there were a billion stickerburrs all over the place. Yay.

Finally out of school for the year!! Woot!

Commander Kip who is very very mean to her characters
Start with the part where Jayne gets knocked out by a ninety-pound girl. That's never getting old.
Normal is overrated!

12 days of awesome

Go listen to it NAOW. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2kYEK-pxs_A It will make your day, I promise.

So remember Commaner Greene? She was in the army originally, which is where she got her title, but she quit after she lost her husband... but anyway, all these soldier types are popping up all over my brain now, and this whole other storyline following that private there, Keera Jenkins, and the rest of her squad. The leering guy with the ponytail and tattoo is Colonel Amos Jackson, who served in the force most of his life before joining Greene's crew as munitions expert. He has delightful manners, even when beating people to a pulp. Private Jenkins joined when she was fifteen, neatly sliding in under the age limit, and can't seem to advance in rank due to her inability to keep her temper in check. She's been court-martialed more times than everybody else on the team put together. Her brother Nathan is some important man who eventually gets kidnapped by the - hold on, I'm not there yet. The Corporal with the messy hair is John Faber, and he can haz no idear what he's doing. He's only there because his mommy made him. And Commander Andrew Crawford is in charge of the whole division, but when they're moving Nathan Jenkins to an outpost near the edge of the Static Zone in the dead of winter, the Green Knights ambush the caravan, leaving most of the division dead or wounded, and head into the Zone with Nathan. Keera, being young and stupid, decides to go after him, Faber volunteers to go with her, and Commander Crawford, trying to salvage the situation, says that he will lead the rescue attempt himself, since squad captain Daniel Bingham just died in the attack. So off the three of them go, tracking the Knights through a rather beasty blizzard, and then the Knights figure out they're being followed and circle back to hit the squad from behind. Keera gets torn up pretty bad, and getting out alive doesn't seem very promising, when a government transport drops down out of nowhere and swoops them up. Unfortunately, the transport is full of Miasma district agents funded directly by Nocturn, and they take the battered squad straight back to Legislation in Baustirion and turn them over to Rivenwick, who promptly locks them all up. She likes locking people up. Oh, if you're worried about what happened to Nathan Jenkins at this point, just know that he's probably better off with the Green Knights than he would have been in Legislation with his poor shot-up sister. The part where my real main characters come in is where Brackolt and his psycotic orphans, who have already joined Mahogany's crew, team up with Commander Green and her people to break Keera, Faber and Crawford out of Legislation. It's an epic breakout cuz they end up starting a massive slave revolt as a diversion, which totally wasn't in the plan. Gaah, I wanna write this thing SO BAD... can you tell? And completely switching gears now - some Portals stuff for you. Thaelen and Anabeth in the Renegad prison. Anabeth got thrown in there first, and Thaelen had actually gotten away with some of the other Irlican rebels, but then the Renegades caught them after all and chucked Thaelen in the separation chamber with her. I flippin' love their hands, but the rest of the picture came out so skewed that I could barely look at it straight. So you just get the top half.

And switching gears yet again... Lady Arin and I took more pictures than we thought. XD We always do. And then there were technical difficulties of epic proportions. No srsly, I thought the poor Lady was going to have a heart attack. Her laptop and camera were both misbehaving horribly. *huggles the Lady* Love you, dearest. YAY NAKED TREES! Ahahahaa. I love that ravine behind my piano teacher's house.

And look at this tragedy. My paternal grandparents sent this little grandfather clock in the mail after spending zillions of dollars fixing it up, and this is what it looked like when it got here.

Tragic, isn't it?

But the GEARS are pretteh...

Okay, you are officially crazy if you read all those gobs of words. Just saying. Love you all.

Finals this week. *dashes off to study*

Commander Kip

I got bits falling off my ship. I got a crew that ain't been paid, and, oh yeah - a powerful need to eat, sometime this month.

Normal is overrated!

merry almost, and other news

It's actually snowing right now, by the way. *stifles self* I would leap about squeeing as per usual, but it's two in the morning and people are trying to sleep, so no. Maybe later. XD It's also nineteen degrees or something retarded like that. *sigh* Gah, I love winter so much.

Speaking of which. There's your Christmas card for the year, out a day early too! The email's making the rounds tomorrow, if I remember. Ignore the fifty billion anatomy errors, because that's totally not the point. In case you can't tell, it's Nath and Andra and Alethia with the flopsy Santa hat. Yaay. And I'm finally working on the Showdown again, wootwoot, much luvz to teh Lady. There shall be blood and emotional trauma. Harharharr. Mine is an evil laugh.

I was working on this gun over Thanksgiving break, and now I can't decide whether it's done or not. Her name is Mother Goose, for now. I like the simple repaint on her, but then again, there's no such thing as too much shiny. I think the model is a Tek something or other, I painted over the sticker and now I disremember what it's called, but it's certainly not a Nerf gun because before I got my hands on it, it was several heinous shades of green. All better now. The design has a nice nouveauish flow, doncha think? Oh, and I badly want me a Nerf Firefly for Christmas, just so y'all know. BAAAADLY. And the bro wants a Recon, which bears a remarkable resemblence to my old best friend in COD - nice big drum barrel, double handgrip, makes plenty of noise... and if I were to get in there and dispose of the air restrictors, it'd be just like FMJ. Lawls. Nobody understood that.

So these:

... are a sneakety-sneak preview of that weird thing I was working on and still don't have good pictures of. Need me some serious natural light for that.

Christmas presents this year are gonna be somewhat mass-produced, because I have semester finals for the first time in my life and the spare time happens at... yeah, two in the morning. It's not even something I can post here. So no worries about keeping secretses, preciouss.

Saw Serenity again last night, all by myself because my mom bailed on me, and gaah, it's the funniest thing ever. Except for the decaying bodies. I have a problem with decaying bodies; not skeletons, or freshly-killed corpses or whatever, but when the skin starts falling off and you can see the full extent of the necrosis, as it were, that's the part where I start having a problem. *convulsive shudder* But other than that, it's a brilliant movie with BRILLIANT lines. I need to see it AGAIN. And then possibly AGAIN a third time. It's so freaking shiny.

Oh, and by the way, remember that violent thing with the bees I showed you a few weeks ago? Yeah, apparently my art teacher entered it in the school art showcase, and... it somehow got first place. O.o that was my face when I found out. Cuz people, I can haz no technical skillz when it comes to drawing. So it must have been because of the general screaming and freaking out that was clearly going on in my head when I drew it. Or something, I dunno. That last post was post number two hundred, by the way! *throws partay*

Commander Kip who has WAY too much going on

"This is your captain speaking; we're having some... problems with the reentry sequence, so we might experience some slight turbulence and then... explode."

Normal is overrated!

Thanksgiving artses

Happy tofurky day. Love you guys too.

This is the violent thing I was working on at school. And guess what? That giant mass of black stuff in the backrground there: those are bees.

This was kinda hard for me to draw, because you know I hate bees. So much. And wasps, and hornets, and yellowjackets, and pretty much any kind of flying stinging insect. I hate them. They stalk me. So it wasn't much fun to come to school and draw nothing but bees day after day. *epic shudder* Blaargh. So glad to have that one out of the way.

This is Fiera, scowling at something or other. She scowls a lot. She's some kind of feline alien, and I'm pretty sure the bad guys in the steampunk story like to enslave aliens and make them work the coal mines and all that crap. So she's a slave, probably, but somehow I don't think I'm gonna stick her in the mines. Maybe she serves the food or something, I dunno.

So I'm painting another gun this weekend, because I can. XD My lovely amazing wonderful Spanish teacher gave us NO HOMEWORK over the break, which made me very happeh, since the history teacher positively loaded us down. Gak. Anyway, pics of that when I get it done.

LADY ARIN'S COMING OVER TOMORROW BWAAAAAAAH *leaps about squeeing* And my room is CLEAN and you can see the FLOOR and everything...

Commander Kip

"Hey, Georgie, how d'y'feel?" "Saint-like."

Normal is overrated!

the glow of a dying sun

My posts ought to all have such interesting titles, I think. Anyway, Thalassa changed her dress.

I was in the tree during all this, by the way, terrified that I was going to drop the camera. But I've always wanted some close-ups of the awesome.

Looking straight down. This picture does not accurately convey how high up I was - well above the roof of my house at this point.

Then I came down.

BWAHHH the tree's on fiiiiiiire! No, actually not.

Taken out the back windshield of the van on the way to Kirksville. Stupid line thingies.

Just getting that out of my system. Poor Thalassa's all bald now - these pics are from several weeks ago.

Oh, dude, THIS SONG: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=p2M0GQOgYGg I'm comandeering it for Anabeth and the Irlican rebels. Because it's their job to fix thousands of years of bad blood between the Zraelanders and Farshoreans, and I think they're gonna need a theme song to do it.

GAAH, SO MUCH HISTORY HOMEWORK... *dies in agony* I'm epically procrastinating right now, in case you couldn't tell.

Commander Kip

Yes, I will pat you with my thumb and everything will be all better. Cuz I'm just magic like that.

Normal is overrated!

mostly the Commander

but some other unrelated stuffs tooooo. Oh, and it's supposed to snow tonight. Just throwin' that out thare.

So I keep sprouting more people for the new steampunk thingy. This is Commander Benathy Greene, and she is an epic ninja. And Benathy is not a misspelling.

I lent her my boots, because they are epic and manly and she likes them. She is such a manly man. It's pretty funny. Sir Beast is her gun, by the way. XD *loves the Beast*

My history teacher's gonna have no idea what to make of this. Ben's a weirdo. She collects thumbprints in a little tiny book and wears it around her neck like a locket. Also, that tiny scar by her left eye is from a piece of shrapnel from the explosion that killed her husband. Yeah.

She smokes like a chimney, swears like a man, and wears trousers and a cravat to the opera. But she knows what she's doing and sticks by her crew and all that. Currently she's leading an expedition into the Static Zone along with her cousin India and some other learned gents, partly for the good of science, partly to escape the Hounds, which I shall explain at a later date.

I just discovered that there are strange and unearthly creatures called the Green Knights living in seclusion in the Static Zone. Apparently, they're in cahoots with Rebellion himself and their job is to make sure that no one who ventures into the Static Zone will ever return to civilization. MUAAAAAHAHAHAHAAA!!!!! *epic cackle* So, that there is one of their generals, I dunno his name. More of these guys later, I think.

And here we have one of the most celebrated inventions of recent exploration history: Brackolt & Fain's Aethernautical Escape Pod. With improvements. And stuff. This particular model appears to have seen better times. No doubt Sprocket crashed it into the side of the factory while taking it for a test drive. 'Able to withstand the immense and deadly pressures of Space', says the advertisement, but of course, steel walls are something else entirely.

This stuff is for real. I saw all of them while walking around the Renfest earlier this fall. I wish I could have found out where people were getting this stuff, especially the sparkly green antennae.

Booooooring sketch of Kimie from history class, while she was listening and I was not. Normally, nose rings creep me out, but hers suits her.

And lastly but not leastly, I saw Legend of the Guardians on Halloween with Reedfrost and Blondie - oh, have I told you this already? Whatever, it was pretty gorgeous. So here I present you my exceedingly lame rendition of the Great Tree and the awesome floaty light-bulb things. Of doom. I don't know when I'll have time to get pics of my mistcloak. Hopefully sometime before my birthday. I hope.

Oh, I read Dorian Gray last night, kind of in one sitting, because I couldn't really put it down, or bad things were sure to happen when I wasn't looking. And sure enough, they happened, but I saw them all so it's all good. CREEPY BOOK, YOU GAIZ. MUCHO CREEPIFACTION THARE. I'm kind of shocked I didn't have dreadful nightmares last night. Whatevah. Dorian reminded me of a much less Stu-y Edward Cullen, just a little.

Commander Kip

Oh, brothers! I don't care for brothers. My elder brother won't die, and my younger brothers seem never to do anything else.

Normal is overrated!

Winter's Coming Home

Such a lovely Tom Jacobs song, which is probably nowhere to be found on Youtube, but feel free to look anyway.

Reminds me of this strange thing I found in one of my folders just now. What is it? A ninja with a flowery scarf? Um. It looks old. I can't remember. I DO know what this is; a strange sorceryful lady with claws and stripes and horns and very odd clothes. I was drawing without thinking, obviously.

And these peeps are from Portals. I've never drawn either of them before. The cutie mouthing off at the top there is Anabeth Walker, Ellian's younger sister's daughter from the new prologue I've been toying with. The younger sister, Ingrid Morgan, was born just after the Portals storyline ends and grew up without ever meeting her sister Anabeth, for reasons I can't explain without giving away some very painful plot twists. In the new prologue, Ellian visits Ingrid and her family and discovers that little Anabeth knows nothing about Irlica or her namesake's disappearance. Ellian explains. The other guy on the paper is Cairbre Faileas, Thaelen's father and the previous Inkmaster. Pre-Blight, obviously. Muaa. Shiny, isn't he?

And here we haz the planz I drew up for mah loverly Spatler a while back when I was bored in art class and had nothing more productive to do.

Psh, I dunno who it is. Some random small person. Something appears to be wrong with her head. I was listening to Rachmaninoff preludes and my hand just kept throwing down lines while I wasn't paying attention.
If you crazy people still haven't read Larklight by Phillip Reeve, there might be some imminent smitation coming your way. Possibly. I'm serious, this book is a fount of steampunky epicness. And it has Jack Havock in it.

Gaw, that book was gross and depressing. But so masterfully written. NIGHT by Elie Wesel, you guys. Read it and weep. My art teacher said this was 'a very powerful image', thanks very much.

And this is my buddy DJ on the bus on the way to the Kemper a few weeks ago. He does actually wear his hair like that, for realz. It's pretty beasty.

I'm making something rather violent in art class right now. Once it gets done, I'll have to take it out of doors to get a good picture, because it's about three times the size of my scanner glass. I also have two more faerie doors to take picsies of, and another cool thingy that is sort of hard to explain. I'll just take some pictures and show you sometime.

Stuck on Chapter Twelve again, surprise surprise...

Commander Kip

"LUKE, IT'S A TRAP!!" No rly? I think the hordes of stormtroopers kind of gave that one away just a little bit...

Normal is overrated!