oh gay weeks are so tiring, am supperrr stoned, i caught 3 and a half hours of sleep last night. worknik. strangely i work best under pressure. (oh btw, does anyone want to take over the polling? im a goose at updating it), yawnn. shall do picture posts instead (:

dearest fio and karenn, (: let me show you how hard working the part time maid really is.

remember this,






after massive treatment,





see! and so my room remains clean for only one night (: and then, i start my vicious cycle of work, messing up the room while i'm at it. and as shaun says, crap and mess sounds like art to him.

more work!

argh, i had to draw this same lamp like 4 times for study sketches. boorish. yawnn



and then, there's these calligraphy inking, that caused me to splatter morbid black ink all over my keyboards.


i cant seem to remove the stains. sigh, there goes my beautiful white keyboards.

and more work!


heh, the mock up for jewellery looks pretty much like the illustration, that's a good thing. i got worried for nothing :P

and then again, there's more work to do tonight.
this never ends.

it can't get any better with my wrist starting to hurt again. it doesn't seem to heal all that well, because of all the work i've been doing. i haven't been able to open a bottle cap on my own ever since the day jo fell on me.

yawnn.. now's a good time to find joy in times of sorrow. what am i saying? i can't think straight now! it's back to work.