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mmoa_writes at 11:35am on 12/12/2008
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I am coming back home on the 20th!
This week has been rather unpleasant and I'm glad it's coming to an end. It started off with the loss of a sketchbook - thankfully I'd scanned in all the inked comics, but there were some new studies for 'The Oligarchs' that I wanted to start colouring, not to mention half a dozen fully drawn comics for the student newspaper. It has also been established that the brand new laptop has some severe issues and will need repairing... for which I suspect I'll have to pay. One such issue is an inability to connect to the internet, which would have been really useful when it came to doing my online assessment...
...which I just managed to finish before the deadline. The group project thing had been taking a lot of time (...a lot of my time...) which meant my usual schedule got pushed right back. So I am now exhausted, and sketchbookless and along with the onslaught of seratonin-deficiency, this week has been made of win, as they say.
On the plus (don't you just hate your inner Pollyanna?) I now have an excuse to spend far too much time drawing and inking. I also got a pretty decent percentage on the assessment, which was rather gratifying. I have found a lovely pair of boots in Office for under a £100 (my mother has plans to spoil me this xmas, she's revealed, so what can I do but allow her to?) and if I can somehow return the laptop, I can pay her back for it and then get myself a proper Mac come January (they have an Apple shop up here in the local arcade).
The local blockbusters is having a sale so I finally got to see the first 'Pirates of the Carribbean'. I'm also glutting myself on 'Stardust' (first without commentary, then with commentary, then without again so I can pick up all the little details, then with again because the director makes me laugh etc etc...) and trying to read Virgina Woolf (I figured that having survived Proust, I could handle a little Woolf? I mean, what's there to be afraid of...?).
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This week has been rather unpleasant and I'm glad it's coming to an end. It started off with the loss of a sketchbook - thankfully I'd scanned in all the inked comics, but there were some new studies for 'The Oligarchs' that I wanted to start colouring, not to mention half a dozen fully drawn comics for the student newspaper. It has also been established that the brand new laptop has some severe issues and will need repairing... for which I suspect I'll have to pay. One such issue is an inability to connect to the internet, which would have been really useful when it came to doing my online assessment...
...which I just managed to finish before the deadline. The group project thing had been taking a lot of time (...a lot of my time...) which meant my usual schedule got pushed right back. So I am now exhausted, and sketchbookless and along with the onslaught of seratonin-deficiency, this week has been made of win, as they say.
On the plus (don't you just hate your inner Pollyanna?) I now have an excuse to spend far too much time drawing and inking. I also got a pretty decent percentage on the assessment, which was rather gratifying. I have found a lovely pair of boots in Office for under a £100 (my mother has plans to spoil me this xmas, she's revealed, so what can I do but allow her to?) and if I can somehow return the laptop, I can pay her back for it and then get myself a proper Mac come January (they have an Apple shop up here in the local arcade).
The local blockbusters is having a sale so I finally got to see the first 'Pirates of the Carribbean'. I'm also glutting myself on 'Stardust' (first without commentary, then with commentary, then without again so I can pick up all the little details, then with again because the director makes me laugh etc etc...) and trying to read Virgina Woolf (I figured that having survived Proust, I could handle a little Woolf? I mean, what's there to be afraid of...?).
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