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I'm sure you're tired. Take a rest, for it's best. Some times I get to thinking and I wonder what exactly happened. That sort of feeling is the type to get you down and mellow, not quite sure of what to do. These past few months have been quite like that. Probably since early February three days before the bad snow. I miss Wallie. I miss some of my friends, though they don't miss me any more. I remember driving out through dark roads to find some of the brightest places. Hmm. I'm very happy, though. I assume that's why I'm also sad. That my happiness made me loose other things that I felt didn't need to be lost. Really, I don't understand wh

So, uh, hey there. I'm not very active. I have a few things I could add, though. I'll do a bulk throw down of all my worthy class work eventually. I think you guys would like it, in regards to those that actually read this sort of thing. I've a series coming up for drawing that I'm pretty pumped about. And some bronze casting that is awesome. And a Theo Jansen inspired dowel rod project that's in the works. I am going to get these mechanics down, I swear. It doesn't need to be wind powered or anything, I just want movable legs. And I will make it happen. Nuff said. Pretty much things are running splendidly. Both jobs are doing well and I thi

Not communists, Commissions! I'm currently working on this intense commission for a friend of mines holiday present for her parents. I feel like a boss with my wood burner and cutting up expensive fabric books I found behind the curtain store. They were going to toss them, so I didn't steal or anything. In fact, it was my boss' idea. gtfo. Anywho. Commie gonna be go. And once I'm done with this I need to churn out four presents by Tuesday. I can totally make it happen. And then another two or a few by Thursday max. I want do things. ALSO. I'm so flattered by urban dictionary. Looking up the word 'Charlotte' is an awesome experience. I