Holy raman! I just realized that I have over 10 Photoshop pieces sitting on my harddrive that are more then half complete, but I just gave up on for some reason. I must have gotten bored, because I really like 7 out of the 11 of the suckers.

Anyway, I picked up neon ninja again:


This is what happens when I have no BG plans. I just start putting down transparent smudges. I think this one might turn into a lighthouse with ninja standing in semi bloody water. Not sure... maybe scyscrapers O_O;;; Any suggestions?

Heck... I'll probably just go lighthouse for no better reason then it's allready kinda there and I can probably cook up a decent BG in under 3 hours. We'll see.

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Edit... 30 minutes later.
I blame the spiral into insanity on 3 consecutive cans of cherry coke. This picture brought to you by lighting effects. Thank you lighting effects. Without you, I'd have to plan color and shading strategies in advance. Thank you for making me lazy, yet awesome.


Plans from here: Pop out that tower and start shading things in the foreground. Erase into the lighting effects and paint over it with some saturated color where the glorious filter failed me. Heck, I need to do a lot of painting anyway. Other then the clouds, there's really not much there. It's all up in my head... with all the cherry coke...

Mmmm... smudging...

There's something iintrinsically wrong about paying more then $2 for underwear, but when it's free, it's just that much better.

Zee mom provided me with a swell card for Victoria's Secret. The card entitled you to a pair of free panties and one for each of your friends. You know how I feel about free stuff, so I didn't let that coupon sit unused long. Victoria's secret was a land of mystery, but we braved the lace and thongs and came out victorious!


I ended up dragging -or being drug by- my roommate Christy (blue), Ed's sister Julie (pink), friend 'o Julie, and Ed. Ed panseyed out and decided that even though the card didn't specifically state that you had to be female, he'd rather not pick out a pair of undies. This was a little disappointing because he could be just as stylish as us, or at the very least, have provided someone with a second set of free underwear. The clerk wasn't too happy with us because it was apparent we weren't buying anything and my smartass remarks about the clothing and Julie's giggling didn't really help her opinion of us. Granted, I don't mind being mistaken for a moocher, because I am one :-D

Ah well... I like free ^__^ (and dancing in underwear in the mall, but that's another story. no... actually... it's the same story...)

On a side note, take notice of the great shirts Christy and I are wearing! Don't you wish you had shirts that awesome!? Of course you do!!! Buy my stuff!