Just to pass time
Dec. 6th, 2003 10:32 pmmy schedule right now is so frightening and impossible that I probably won't write much soon, seeing as I have to photograph a bike, go Christmas shopping, do like thrity chemistry problems, practice inking, do rodeo art.
And I'm not going to go into trying to find a webspace for STAB, reworking designs for that 1920s Faust story, and figuring out what the hell I'm going to format that Arabian Nights piece thats been rattling around in my head for months.
Woah, that reminds me of this damn dream I had a few nights back.
Occasionally I have dreams concerning some projects that bug me. Well mainly the Arabian Nights project, I'll have dreams that aren't really dealing with it but in the end hand information to me on a platter. Like I'm walking down some deserted street in New Orleans and then BOOM this mysterious voice speaks some diolouge that fits in this part of the story I was having issues with.
Anyways a few nights back I had a dream that I was in a book store, I'm not sure where, but it was a weird bookstore and I flip through this book and the pictures and words and such were laid out in a way and I'm like "THIS IS WHAT I NEED FOR THAT PROJECT' only I was an idiot and forgot the details of this when I woke up, thus its useless.
And I'm not going to go into trying to find a webspace for STAB, reworking designs for that 1920s Faust story, and figuring out what the hell I'm going to format that Arabian Nights piece thats been rattling around in my head for months.
Woah, that reminds me of this damn dream I had a few nights back.
Occasionally I have dreams concerning some projects that bug me. Well mainly the Arabian Nights project, I'll have dreams that aren't really dealing with it but in the end hand information to me on a platter. Like I'm walking down some deserted street in New Orleans and then BOOM this mysterious voice speaks some diolouge that fits in this part of the story I was having issues with.
Anyways a few nights back I had a dream that I was in a book store, I'm not sure where, but it was a weird bookstore and I flip through this book and the pictures and words and such were laid out in a way and I'm like "THIS IS WHAT I NEED FOR THAT PROJECT' only I was an idiot and forgot the details of this when I woke up, thus its useless.