Just doodling this afternoon when I know I should be doing assignments. I should really start working on drawing men better. Beardy men.
Last night all the dogs in the neighborhood were barking their lungs out. It made me think the Terminator was coming to get me. I just lay in bed for hours. Just lying there waiting for him to come and kill me. The weird thing is, is that I wasn't bothered whether he came or not. I must have been half asleep thinking these weird things.
He never came.
Then again, I'm not Sarah Conner.
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