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I'm already beginning to be dissatisfied with the haircut; I think it looks better with the front short too, but I'm going to wait until people have seen this one before going all the way. And I like how the lengths of hair and showers/drying vary directly.
My problem is that I'm not usually this stupid, and I don't like it when I am, even when it's involuntary lack of intelligence. This is really a stupid thing to be feeling. I hope it goes away, and at the same time I don't, because it's nice in a pathetic, painful sort of way.
I colored the Gala picture intermittently today, and Sam is looking kind of bright. I'm not happy with Ally's dress, but it'll do until I get the lighting right. I'll probably post it in a few days. But for now, talk to me about the ones that are up there!
I may be too tired after the concert to fill you all in on the outhanging, but I hope not. There are so many momentary perceptions that I want to record for analysis, but they all escape me once I get home. Like, how glad I was, a few rehearsals ago, that I was sitting exactly where I was, and when I turned inconspicuously to look up in his direction, Mama was in the middle of my line of sight so I had an excuse to be looking that way. Stupid, stupid, stupid.
Laaaaacrymosa dies illa....
My problem is that I'm not usually this stupid, and I don't like it when I am, even when it's involuntary lack of intelligence. This is really a stupid thing to be feeling. I hope it goes away, and at the same time I don't, because it's nice in a pathetic, painful sort of way.
I colored the Gala picture intermittently today, and Sam is looking kind of bright. I'm not happy with Ally's dress, but it'll do until I get the lighting right. I'll probably post it in a few days. But for now, talk to me about the ones that are up there!
I may be too tired after the concert to fill you all in on the outhanging, but I hope not. There are so many momentary perceptions that I want to record for analysis, but they all escape me once I get home. Like, how glad I was, a few rehearsals ago, that I was sitting exactly where I was, and when I turned inconspicuously to look up in his direction, Mama was in the middle of my line of sight so I had an excuse to be looking that way. Stupid, stupid, stupid.
Laaaaacrymosa dies illa....
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