Arc - An Angel Recomposing Carelessness

Perfection in the Fields.

A sea of confectionery past the young cherub as he made his way to the top of the ivory castle, "Now, to business." He said to himself, wrapping a few meters of licorice in tinfoil he had found by the river.

Well, today I am here, again, have been hard at work creating a valentines piece of art work, still to be coloured and such, well, I hope my scanner decides to work before valentines day anyway.

A number of jobs have been gnawing away at me as of late, such as my art work, and the lack of it, my need to write something other than shoddy poetry but also, my need to converse with other people, no one has been online much, oh joy, and of course, with this injured knee, not much can be done in the way of travel and 'real, in time' conversations are, not really available at the present time. I met a few folk who think I'm funny the other day, their nice, we've been building things on an internet game, we also tried building a van... We, or should I say one of my other friends succeeded in building a house though, that was fun.

Also, I seem not to be posting very big posts... And all of these posts are a bit random, if only something exciting would happen, like, like, um, well, something excitingly good, hmm? Yeah, something like that...

Kai X.X - 'When it seems as if all hope is gone, something slaps you around the face and says, "Stop caring!" And that's exactly what you decide to do.'

posted by Amarynthous @ 1:13 pm