KAPOW! All night tidying!

That's a misleading title. I gamed for most of the night and spend maybe 2 hours tops tidying. But I digress. My room has been a source of my ever-deepening sadness since moving back home. The walls are cracked, the carpet is basically dusty blue tissue paper and it's full of crap. There's nothing I can do about the holey carpet and cracked walls, but goddamn if I haven't been trying to clear it all out.

This week we booked a viewing for a house and it all became real that I will actually have to do some hard work/manual labour at some point, so I thought I should get started. My parents are eventually selling the house and I can't harbour huge boxes of nostalgia because I'll have nowhere to put them.

People say it's a cathartic experience going through your old stuff. Those people are full of shit. I thew away pretty much everything I found apart from some stuff I think can ebay. One thing I did find was my brother's old porn collection. I'm fairly sure I kept it purely because the DVD names amused me. They're in the bin now, but I found this, and it's the most gloriously bad porn title I've ever seen.

That's right. Cloak and Shag Her. I mean, there were the classics of bad porn titles - Boobs of Hazard, Texas Asshole Massacre, Porn Wars - but wow.

So far I've filled 4 binbags and there's loads more to do. The worst thing is what must be thousands of sheets of paper. I want to scan a lot of it but the longer I think about it the more I think I'll end up recycling. Seriously, I read some of the stories I wrote. Some things need to be left to die.


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There's A Bad Moon On The Rise

The fourth of April really snuck up on me. I did originally set a deadline for the 1st April to have ten comic panels ready. You've probably been waiting, barely able to sleep, for the news on my progress (maybe you have a shrine with my face in the middle, I won't judge you - I'll leave that to the courts) so here it is. Whilst I did not reach my goal and still have no clue whatsoever about Adobe Illustrator I do however have a solid 8 panels ready to scan and colour/ink. I don't think I really expected to do all ten anyway. Anyway, there'll be some scans uploaded when I get finished.

Had a good week, met some people and rolled some dice. Now I have 7 nights in a row to look forwards to working. Hooray. And at some point I need to plan the move. It's too easy for me to say my room saps all my energy but it totally fucking does. I look at the cracked plaster and holey carpet and all the shit I never got around to getting rid of and it's like the last four years at uni didn't happen. I'm back at home and back to the beginning. The new house seems like such a pimpin' idea. I can have a drawing desk or writing desk or pizza desk (let's face it, it's going to be a pizza desk) and maybe somehow change my lifestyle.

But until the move (and we haven't even decided on a place yet) then all I can do is try and get busy. There's so much I want to do and I have so little motivation to do anything at the moment. But I have my eight slides! It's a pretty nice feeling leafing through my drawing book and seeing filled pages, though I think I regret not taking art at GCSE as it probably would have been more useful than Business Studies.

Fuck Business Studies.

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