Good

 DIOS MIO.

It's Friday already. Alright cool. Big breaths. A lot's happened. I need a list. Here we go.

• Moved
• Semester started
• Work interview
• Hair situation
  

Currently I have this open, my homework app open, and am organizing my stupid journal. I like feeling like there's a lot on my plate to cross off, but completely forgot how annoying moving is. But we're finally getting everything organized. It's embarrassing to see how much of our stuff is for our gaming stations. And/or work and school stations hehe. Ahhh okay.

So as mentioned before, we've moved out of Orange County and nested nice and cozy closer to LA. A lot of things factored into that decision, but we're here now. And my plants couldn't be happier.

split ends are so satisfying to split omg.

OK. SO... school has been a shit storm. Kind of. This semester I was supposed to start Mortuary stuff, but that got canceled becauuuuuse........................   COVID-19! Who knew!?? That bummed me out... like you don't even know lol. I blew $100 on Genshin Impact that same afternoon after getting the email just because I felt I deserved some kind of emotional band-aid. It was the one thing I most looked forward to. And... yeah. It's not gonna happen because... of other people. Feels great.
It's not completely wrecked tho. There's still the Fall semester but that's... end of the year. So, since I'm finished with all of my classes for eligibility, I'm gonna continue my language studies this semester. Resentfully, but y'know. With hope. And a positive attitude. YAY

SOMETHING GOOD HAPPENED AND I CAN'T 100% DIVULGE FURTHUR BUT IT'S GOOD
I did a lot of research and searching and and and and got a few responses about work but but but it was like... the happiest thing ever because there was this one place and it's perfect and the people have beautiful souls and are so sweet and philanthropic and are just GOOD. And they recognized that I so very much want to contribute to that and be a part of that and AND AND AND


I had an interview. And it went so well. And one of the owners said he really liked me. And the other owner said my outfit was cute. And. in my pocket, I kept the talisman that Chicken got me that was blessed by monks for all the best fortune and luck with school and career ambitions. And and. I just.

I COULD MELT. I wanna just hug everyone. And throw love. Everywhere. Just. Warmth. Joy. Good. Positive energies. LKGHDLAKJGLDAKFJDLSJGAF;LDKJF.


Here are the last people I got to hug.

Our last night together in Orange County, with our German Shepard trapped in a human body (Lifa) and burger master, Homdray. Whose burgers were so good that Lifa's brother wished he could sew his butthole shut so that it may never leave him.

Cheers to happy new chapters, friends, and good stuff in the future.

Lifa turned into a mom and made us musubi for the road. It was a tiring process. We used 5 cars, all packed, and commuted between OC and SGV at least 500 times in one day.

 Homdray loves Bugs Bunny and has recently adopted saying

"Ain't I a stinkerrr? ^_^"

It's funny. He has a ton of mannerisms that are so easy to point out. He does this thing where sometimes, when he's walking, he does this thing with his arms like a T-Rex. When he dances, he kicks his heels up in front of him, his little T-Rex arms at attention. And then when he's really happy, he starts shouting LOL.
yes. He's a stinker.
And Lifa is our German Shepard in human form because you can read him so easily. You can tell when his ears are lowered back, or when his tail is wagging, or when it's tucked under his legs and he's worried or something. And when he gets excited over stuff, he starts exclaiming "yooooooooooooooooooo ohhooooooooo thas dope yoooooooo" he's like howling, and gets hyped. LOL when we used to do night walks, I'd go downstairs and go "wan go for a wAWK??" And he'd go "yoooho yeh maaaaan. when you wanna go??"

I don't think he realized why I'd ask him stuff in a certain way sometimes lol, which made it even funnier hahaha

Well, the next morning once we moved all of our things... it was.. a lot to process.
But I was in high spirits because that week was my interview.

Some of the stuff I'm wearing was gifted to me from his sister and mom LOL. They are so supportive of what I wanna do, and seeing them wanting to see me do well was so... merrrrr my heart. *squeak*

Lifa's musubi kept us energized the next morning

While rummaging through some of Chicken's old things, he found his old Animorphs books. Two of which I'm going to be reading very soon.

My plants are readjusting to being outside full time now. Some of them are fine, some are temperamental. It's been a miracle that Meemurs has stayed green all this time. Venus fly traps go into hybernation during the fall/winter months. I'd been doing everything in my power to keep that from happening, but she's been showing discoloration lately- a side effect of the colder temperatures. I'm sad, but I know she'll be back in full bloom during the warmer spring months.

Good news is that with all the space we have in the back, there's plenty of room to find permanent homes for some of my plants. The mint, thai basil, green onions, american basil, the black petunias, the ecchevaria afterglow and the purple heart can all be planted in the soil. Meemurs requires special soil mix, so she's gonna stay in her pot, but the others can finally grow roots.


After my interview, I made the decision to go through with a huge, long term external transition.

My hair.
Those are the pieces I cut off last summer, but got bored of my bob cut so I sewed them back in LOL

And then took them out again in preparation to brush out my hair.

Once brushed out, I looked like I had just made out with an electrical socket.

Each length of loc took a little over an hour to brush out. We binge-watched Sweet Home until almost 3 in the morning brushing a majority of them out. And took several more hours the following day to brush out the remaining 7. If it wasn't for Chicken's help, I can't imagine doing it all by myself. It would've taken days.

All of this hair came out with the brushing. If I didn't know any better, this would be alarming. But this actually the result of 14+ years of hair fallout. Normally people shed hair, and it disperses into the ether- or the drain, or the floor, or peoples' jackets, or something. All the hair I ever shed just went right back into my locs. Naturally.

The craziest part was seeing all of the split ends. I can't resist splitting them omg. This one was shaped like a spear. That middle one? Also split, the end just hadn't separated yet. So it was really 4 ends instead of 3. And I split it. I TOTALLY went crazy and split so many LOL. I know you're apparently not supposed to do that, because it's like, bad or something. But it's soooo satisfyinnnggg.
My future mother-in-law ended up trimming a bunch of my ends anyway, so there goes my fun. But it was fun while it lasted lol



Annnnd since it's been raining a ton, I went out and checked on the plants. HO BOY.

Meemurs and the Afterglow had to be relocated. I think Meemurs would've been okay, but just in case- I moved her out of the rain. Idk how the Afterglow is gonna fare, considering she's a succulent. I had to do an emergency repotting for her because that planter she's in doesn't have drainage holes and that soil was soupy with rain water. It might be okay, because it's rain water and not tap. But it hope it doesn't die :(

You can see the discoloration coming in on Meemurs. My poor baby is cold. I could bring her in, but we don't have the plant lights set up yet, and she needs natural light. She's gotten so big. Venus fly traps grow slow, but I remember when the entire plant was barely the size of a nickle. She'll be hitting her 1st anniversary with me in April :P

My petunias have taken to a very slow recovery since the fire storms hit Orange County last year. The winds were strong enough to knock over all of my plants and the majority of them went into shock. I was able to salvage my petunia and purple heart, but their growth has been stunted and weird.

These two blooms are actually offsets from the original plant. The original branch actually died off, and these two are now going strong.

My petunias' mascara got everywhere.

Anyway, after 2 days of treatment with coconut oil and conditioning hair masks... my hair finally feels normalish. I'm liking how light my head and neck feel. It's a literal weight off of my shoulders.

If you've never seen a bouquet of locked hair before... well, there you go.

With the good news and prospects, we've been having yummy lunches and dinners. It'd been too long since I'd indulged in chirashi bowls and dim sum. Chicken feet is so yummy!

We still have a long way to go with organizing and unpacking. I finally caught up on my homework assignments for the week. And finished my 3rd book. There are things I wanna mail out to people, but all my mailing stuff is packed away somewhere... in the void of moving boxes. Either way... I'm happy.

The most exciting thing now is starting work, and Lunar New Year coming up. I wanna go crazy and decorate our place with lanterns. It's the year of the Ox. Which can only mean.... OX TAIL SOUP FOR THE WHOLE FAMILY :D


I hope everyone's doing well. There's been so much support from friends and family about my endeavors and seemingly trivial hair transformation. All of it has been so comforting and heartwarming.
    One of the things I had the pleasure of discussing with some of the wonderful people at the Mortuary was how uncomfortable the roles they choose to pursue can make others feel. The slightest mention of the kind of work you do, and immediately people have this... almost like a defense mechanism.. they're like jolted or something.. and recoil. There's a pang of judgement. Aaaaand I get that. Twice over lol. It felt SO good to have that openness and conversation with not only professionals in that field, but also other human beings who want to genuinely help... other human beings- in that very specific kind of way.
And basically my point is... it's wonderful to be surrounded by people who have been aware of what I want to pursue and are genuinely happy ... and aren't weirded out. That's it. That's the point. I'm so grateful.
I love good people, man. It's the best feeling seeing that positive energy just come full tilt.
Because it's so easy to be cynical, and to judge, and harbor negativity. And even easier to doubt yourself and beat yourself up. So when Good People just come forth and just.... overwhelm with positive energy... that shit is MAGICAL. That can cure the worst demons. I love it. Gotta keep that light lit. Hype up your loved ones. Hype up your friends. Hype up your colleagues, that street performer you don't know, that barista who tried to connect just a little bit more that day to check in with you.

My heart is happy.
And my future in-laws wanna feed me again, but I'm not hungry. Oh, the humanity.
I don't like or drink soda... but this Taiwanese root beer is really good.

Anyway... that's all.
Be lovely to one another.
Wear a mask
Drink water
Have good, relaxing poop times

HAPPY FRIYAY

Moving

 Smol bean's log. I'm shaking. Things are happening. One of them good. Another uncertain, but leaning towards amazing. I just. SIGH. I want to scream. From euphoria.

LIFE IS GOOD

It is. And I. Ugh. For starters
GOODBYE ORANGE COUNTY.

Good times. Good food. Fuck OC Patrol. Love our friends. We're out.

Where??
We'll still be in SoCal.

We were supposed to stay until mid/end of February, but made the decision to leave now becauuuussseee health risks aren't a grey area. Basically. And other stuff, but that's nail in the coffin.

We're social creatures, and have an instinctual yearning to be around others, so it's easy to understand why people still go out during this pandemic. That was very much the case with one of our housemates, which was fine- up until we learned that the persons he visited were going out to underground bars. They had previously contracted COVID-19. But CONTINUE going to underground bars after the fact. 

Two of them decided to show up to our house unannounced, barged in... without masks... and had the audacity to invite our housemate to join them to go to an underground bar.

[A lot of questions came to mind. He would visit them every week and we would mind our business. This was never brought up, but Chicken and I would put off visiting family for another two weeks every time our housemate went to visit them. We didn't want trouble and wanted to assume they were careful, and that their contracting COVID-19 was an unfortunate, unavoidable happenstance as it is for many others, many of which died from doing do. But that seems to not be the case.]

After they left, apologies were made. The entire time they were downstairs, we were hiding in our room discussing moving out ASAP due to the fact that they weren't asked to mask up or leave. Not only did they get COVID-19 and spread it in their family, but they seem to be under the impression that because they've already had it, they can't get it again and spread it.

OPINION PIECE:
That was the dumbest fucking thing I've had to tolerate in several years. What stupid, inconsiderate, rude, unbelievably disgusting people. Zero foresight, zero manners or respect for our property, for the people who live here, zero fucking maturity or understanding of the risks they contributed to and bring with them. Fucking unreal.

RANDOM RANT:
When we first moved in, one night when they were here, one of them came up and opened the door to our room while I was asleep on the bed. Irrelevant context; they used to live here. Idk what made him think that was okay. The only reason we knew he did that was because Chicken set up one of the cameras I got him in his room with a motion sensor for the door. When he opened it, Chicken got an alert on his phone. I was livid and felt gross. What if I had been wearing intimates? Or nothing at all? Boundary fucking crossed. From that moment forward, I absolutely wanted nothing to do with the one dude, and the other 2 I just didn't like. Turns out my gut feeling steered me correctly. Even though I was seething, their behavior also wasn't the least bit surprising. They are walking stereotypes.
    
When the subject of why we were leaving came up, I wanted to elaborate, but didn't feel like debating the value of our health and residency, or listening to any kind of defense of their actions or mentality. Like I said, there's zero grey area for this. I don't give a shit enough to argue about it or make my point. So we gave other reasons, which were all true. But a part of me feels he knew the real one that weighed in the most.
    All things considered, he's still our friend. I just feel the lack of boundaries and consideration for the rest of us are concerning- normally I wouldn't give a shit.. but we're involved. As are our family members. So I have to care. Actions speak louder. We're moving out. The end.


REGARDLESS, I'M EXCITED FOR THE MOVE ^_^

Living near work HQ was great, but always felt temporary. Chicken got vacuum bags. That was oddly satisfying to do lol. That fat one is Chicken's trillion shirts. He came across this one in his closet

The only time I've ever seen that shirt worn publicly was when Morheim wore it. This is an ancient relic that must be treasured... because there's no way a design like that would ever fly these days.

Man, I'm usually a slow reader but I've been burning through these books I got for Christmas. Already finished 2 this month. That's unheard of. It usually takes me several weeks. Otsuichi's too weird to put down. I'm still not at the read 8 hours straight level, nor do I think I ever want to be... that's a lot of time that I'm not doing anything else, but I feel better. Because I genuinely enjoy reading, I just get too antsy and if my mind isn't getting utterly rekt, I lose interest. Otsuichi's a good mind fuck.

I'm reading Venus In the Blind Spot now. I already know it's gonna be a mind fuck. Thank you Junji Ito, sir. In February, there's a book club in the Kowabana discord server that's reading Dark Water. Seeing as how that was one of my Christmas gifts, I wanna join them in discussion. It's the first time I'd be partaking in anything like that. We'll see if I actually contribute lol

I'm gonna miss Tasty Garden.

SO ... since I suck at the artsy stuff, I'm trying to push myself to do more artsy stuff. Here's one of those things.
This took me forever.

Looooots of erasing. Because I can't fathom proportions. I have to guesstimate HARD where I think a shoulder would go, and guess from there. That angle of her face wasn't even deliberate. That was totally just me not knowing proportions and it came out crooked and went with it LOL. Same with her shoulder. Her eyes aren't proportional here, but I added more. Was too lazy to post an update.
It's fan art!  For Sense:  A Cyberpunk Ghost Story. I'm struggling with it a lot, but whatever.

Another thing... I'm really enjoying journaling now. I have several journals, all of them gifts. And I think the most I ever used the top two for were for decoding the terminal word puzzles in Fallout 4.

But I'm getting more comfortable with it. The layout is ugly and simple, but I drew in a calendar for January. That was hard because I couldn't fathom the spaces or where the blocks would go.

7 days of the week, 7 blocks. You'd think that'd be easy, right? Wrong. It was really hard for me. I couldn't split them up evenly, even with a ruler. So eventually I just eyeballed it, erased, eyeballed, erased, for like ever. But I'm glad I did it, because it's been extremely helpful.

My journal has become like... central command of my brain. I always wanna check in with it, write something down, look things over, cross stuff off... it's soothing to my nature of visual...ness. lol. Idk how to describe it. I'm a visual learner. Which is weird because I can't picture images well, but hands on-seeing stuff laid before me is the most effective for me to absorb information.

Like, I get teased for this a lot but I don't retain street names or numbers. I only know my way around by landmarks and street patterns. I think San Francisco was the only city that I was able to install the street names and stuff into my mind- but I attribute that to the city being a literal grid, and taking the train and bus everywhere before I had a car.

Anyway, yeah. Journaling! Drawing! Clay stuff! Reading! Moving!
phew

Once we get settled in, I'll feel a lot better about artsy stuff. A work space away from my desktop would be really nice.

Oh yeah, Lifa got lucky and pulled his waifu in Genshin.

I still haven't pulled Qiqi  :'(
I need her. Hu Tao is rumored to be an upcoming playable character. She's a funeral director.
There are no words. I just. I need them both.

Speaking of funeral director...

SIGH. This talisman is working for me. I'm in high spirits. So far, really good start to the new year for us. And end of last year, too. We're counting our chickens. But so far... I'm just... I'm.. Stuff is good. Stuff is really good. Next week... next week, man. Aaaahhhhhhh. I. Can't. Divulge. Furthur. But classes start on Monday. My Mandarin is gonna get good. It will. It has to. Being fluent in 3 languages just sounds... so cool.

That said, I wanna share something I've been really enjoying as of late.

I love water. It's so good. Like, I LOVE water. There's seldom else I ever drink, unless it's like a special time or a treat or whatever. And I have this gallon jug that is always at my desk. I fill it every day. Sometimes I drink the entire thing, sometimes half, whatever. I just like to have water at my reach for the whole day.

Lately... I remembered how at sbux, there'd be these fruit cups. Sometimes, I'd get one and dump the fruit in a trenta cup and fill it with water. Fucking amazing. And so... the frozen fruits we have for smoothies... plus the mint plant we have.. I've been adding fresh mint leaves, strawberries, and mangoes to my gallon jug of water. And I can't stop drinking it. It's DELICIOUS.

If you suck at watering yourself, make that shit taste good by putting fruits in it. I've tried lemon and whatever, but much prefer the sweet/tart infusions. And the mint is just mmpf. BOUJEE WATER FOLKS. It's amazing. Fresh mint is really strong, so this whole gallon would've been fine with 3 leaves, but I'm extra and put 4.
Once I find the perfect roses to grow, absolutely assume that I will put rose petals in my water. Strawberry and rose water. Yes m'am.

Chicken's mom wanted to come down and help us move T_T ahhhh. She's so sweet. But yeah, no. Noooo. We have so much packing to do still lol. All of our (my) dumb decorations and stuff. HO BOY.

Well. That concludes our segment, ladies and gentlemen. I say farewell to Orange County and hello other happy stuff! :D



HI
HAPPY FRIYAY
Be considerate and not shitty. Wear a mask
Drink many waters
Tell your loved ones you love them
Hokay bye

Wired

  HO BOY it's Friyay!

What am I gonna complain about this time!?
Well, this time around, there isn't much I can think of! The only annoying thing that happened recently was my car getting towed in our own complex's resident parking area. "Non-operational."
I leave the house never and am punished for it. Trying to contest the impound fee, but considering how they haven't answered any of my attempts to contact them, I'll just have to eat it. Sucks.
But things could be a lot worse! I have my car back, and good things are coming. That's really all I'm focused on ^_^

I started journaling, kind of!
I haven't the slightest idea of what I'm doing. Not to mention there isn't much creativity that flows in my head. Like, I can't fathom concepts of attractive designs or come up with artistic ideas. Idk, the wiring in my brain for that just... isn't set up. So I'm just jotting down whatever and trying to make it bright and loud, and appealing enough for me to continue. It's day 3. I like it.
I like lists, but only implement them in essays, and not to organize my own thoughts. For the longest time I felt that I had my own errands and chores under control just by thinking about them, but all that really came down to was being overwhelmed, not knowing where to start, and putting things off- leading to not getting many things done.

Journaling now allowed me to organize things I want vs. have to get done and it's been helpful. It's working! I like looking to and consulting my little journal to see what other tasks I can knock off. It's like work. ...Ew. I'm managing myself.

I've noticed now though.... I always leave the artsy stuff for last lol. Like I'll have clerical/school tasks and house chores prioritized over my own creative endeavors. And even if I have time to start a creative thing, I'll still put it off til the next day.

Which brain is that? The non-art one. Right? Left?
Googled it:

Correction: I prefer cats, and cannot math to save my life. I'm also highly sensitive (HSP). Like, not feelings lol but in that I pick up on everything... like someone glancing differently, or their body language can shift for 2 seconds and it's just as apparent as someone outwardly stretching their arms. Clear as day. It's annoying, especially when old bosses gaslight you about it. I don't infer emotion from it though, just notice they do it. And based on the vibes of the room or conversational context, deducing positive or negative affiliations are almost always common sense. To me. Apparently.
It's stupid ANYWAYS yeah.

What was I getting at? Oh yeah. Left brain. I'm not creative. So I put off artsy stuff listed in my journal that I wanna do. Stupid. It seems fun-ish but also taxing lol. Because I can't come up with anything satisfying. That's probably why I try to support artists who perfectly capture my love of niche bullshit, but well and beautifully.

MOVING ALONG.
Chickeng wangs

Homdray is always hangry.

So Lifa looked up a recipe for fried chickang wangs. We have the lovely set of Hot Ones sauces to explore, thanks to Chicken. And it was the perfect night to indulge in delicious suffering.

Behold. The instruments of pain.
Delicious torment awaited us
We were so excited to be hurting loololol
I'm also delighted to mention that there weren't filters placed on these photos. That trippy green/red shadow effect on the wings came from the lightbulbs

It's beautiful.

Three rows all beneath their corresponding sauce, arranged by level of scoville. Lowest on the left- highest continued to the right.
While Chicken, Lifa and myself set ourselves up for chicken wings, Homdray insisted on the shrimp variant.

I prepared a cup of cocogoat for myself. Chicken had pedialyte, Lifa had his whiskey, and Homdray his water rofl.

To bump up the levels of fun, Homdray put up 10 questions on the whiteboard that we would answer as we ate the wings. One by one. Everything was fine until we got to the last 4.

I like to think that my spice tolerance is decent. But these, one after the other, had me thinking of Pinhead cruelly playing with me. My throat, lips, tongue, and sinuses were sad.

But my resolve to not drink anything until I finished was stronger. I ate everything, answered my questions, and chugged my cocogoat milk.

Our reward for getting through this was ice cream.

The next evening, since we had more wings to go through...

We still used the sauces, but leisurely lol. And!
Lifa got Sense - 不祥的预感: A Cyberpunk Ghost Story on his Switch :D

He already has it on PC, but for whatever reason opted for it again. It made me happy. Mostly because he hadn't played it on PC yet, and this way we could all watch him play.

He finished the 1st playthrough in two sessions. There's a lot that he can still unlock, as it has a lot of re-playablity, but from what he got to experience the first time he really enjoyed. Said it was unique in flavor and style.
I can understand why some wouldn't want to play it, as it's controls and playstyle are probably even too niche, but personally find enjoyment in exploring things I'm unaccustomed to. If I can't see myself getting into it, at least I gave it a shot. If I do find it to be a fun new experience, the surprise is always a pleasant breath of fresh air, especially in a market so heavily saturated with patterns in trends and catered to streaming as a new way of marketing.
Nothing wrong with that, just the whole picking up on everything thing. It's tiring. For me.


ARTSY ENDEAVOR
It's been a little bit since I bothered with clay. Now hopefully it's better understood why that is.

Bat, Opossum, Hyena

I've been wanting to make something bat related, but couldn't think of what. Nothing unusual there. I knew I wanted it to be tangible and cute. What color, how big, what style, or design never crossed my mind. It couldn't. So I did the next best thing, and replicated a miniature I'd made like 4 years ago of a baby bat wrapped in a blanket, inspired heavily by Batzilla's youtube channel.

But this time, I wanted it to have plush features. How can I do that? Idk. The miniature was of a brown flying fox wrapped in a lilac blankie with white dots. That's kinda cute. I made several of those miniatures, they're ... somewhere. I made 4. That one, an albino one, a black one, and a Brown bat (they have tiny faces and funny noses). I'd do that again. But how?

Well. If I wanna do plush stuff, I need fabric.

He's such a good, supportive Chicken.

I thought of taking the shortcut of just buying little wash cloths online because I dread going out, but ultimately decided that it'd be cheaper to buy the fabric, and I'd probably need other things I hadn't thought of yet. So to Joann's we went.

And I was right. I hadn't thought of additional things I'd need like stuffing lmao. And some paints, and ... other stuff I immediately forgot about.

I over-baked the heads, but whatever. These are test babies.

So why those 3? Well.. because I like opossums and hyenas...
because they look like bats lmao

First baby bat completed. Took longer than I liked. I realized my first huge mistake was forgetting to texture the clay. Big whoops. So mimicking fur patterns with watered down acrylic and pastels was needlessly agonizingly meticulous and dumb, but the face is cute.

The wrap was too long. Learning. But I hemmed it! I hate hemming. Also I cheated, and used a glue gun instead of sewing a hem because I don't have a sewing machine anymore OOPS.

And then I moved onto the opossum. I like the face, took forever to sculpt the way I wanted it, but I don't like how heavy handed I was around the eyes. Learning! The wrap was shorter, but too thick. Gotta take it easier on the stuffing.

Until I figure out how I wanna ultimately make them better, I'm focusing on mastering the faces first

I remembered to texture this time.

The cool thing about these is that bats come in all kinds of shapes and colors, so they don't all have to look alike. This relieves me of all kinds of stuff, because I'm a perfectionist... and looked into making molds. It's disgusting. But decided against it.
I'm working on this one now. Obviously. And this time, I didn't over-bake the head! Also used a different clay. And this one will be sent out to my mom. She'll have her own little baby bat to snuggle.
They're not huge. One day maybe I'll get good enough to make bigger, 1:1 sculpts. If that happens, I'd probably start exploring silicone. Clay is cool, but if I had a plush with a silicone or some kind of flexible head, that'd be dope.

The hyena got put off because I was struggling with etching the fur pattern into the baked clay, and got impatient and annoyed lol. I might just redo it, idk. But so far am prioritizing the bats. The opossum was pretty cute tho lol damn. I DON'T KNOW we'll see.

There are other artsy things I wanna do, but if I'm honest here, I want another work area. My PC area has been fine but

awesome, some people just walked into our house unannounced in the midst of a global pandemic. lovely. swear to fucking god. and everyone is like WHY ARE NUMBERS GOING BACK UP

i can't fucking imagine why that would be.

there goes my good mood.

happy friday.