Chronicles

Sunday, January 20

*rubs eyes*
Dammit I'm tired, needing to go get some sleep, yet I'm here...trying to think up a clever solution to my web design problem. Project A is on its way of course, it's just that the new site, well, needs sprucing up, needing an animation-like feel, the theme. We don't have characters done yet - at least I don't have a copy so can't use those, so I'll have to settle for less. How can I make this graphically sweet, functional, to theme, and original. Decisions.

Otherwise, while playing the fool in Photoshop, I've gotten some other work done, perhaps for another site or something, so that's always a good thing. I'll have stuff to update my art pages so yay.

I felt like going out yesterday, getting out of this place, not being lonely. I've been feeling it of late. The loneliness sinking into my bones, however far beneath my sarcastic skin with its seemingly scaly exterior. I didn't go anywhere after all. Stayed in and slept. That too is good. Sleep seems like such a fine thing. Sweet sleep. Yummy sleep...

Maybe the depression has come in at a good time, to help me with my art. Artists need to be depressed. I know, but I like being happy too. It's so..pleasant..so light.
All of this is all for the best. May I be gloomy for the next few months...at least! Evereywhere I turn I see inspiration. Acting onit takes a tad more work, but somehow I'm thinking I may. *crosses fingers and toes*

Maybe in this deliriously weary state my brain works better artwise. I don't know - I just got some kind of strange lightbulb thing happening. Off to work it out :)

Staind is good.

Oh talk about madness. Random bit of reading picked up from the net. Okaaaay!