Drew a ronda sketch today, just like in the old days. I spent most of my time drawing her back then. Felt good, got to say, I liked challenging myself again to create a decent image. I think if I do nothing else with my life, being able to prettymuch create my visions is cool as all hell. I mean you can scream at me like an 8 year old, calling me a loser all you want, but I'm always going to have my girl and her stories.
Played basketball with some damn kids today too. I was kind of scared of them, much like I've always been, since kids are cruel little assholes to each other, but funny thing, they think I'm like a real deal adult, who's smarter than them, wiser, the whole thing. I'm on their level prettymuch though... people worry about kids not being challenged mentally enough or whatever, but look at me, even if you bust your ass in school it'll get you no where. What's really going to matter in life is how much of an asshole you are, no, not nice to say, but we don't live on that fairy tale planet where people play fair.
And what's more, I remember being annoyed with grown ups constantly pushing me to do things. Nothing better to a child than being left the fuck alone imo. Do this homework, do this art, do this math and crap. WTF why? I don't even know.
I'm growing my beard out anyway, gonna go full on rugged to see how thick it is now. My hair is smoother because I've been washing it more, never really knew what to do with it, seems like it needed lubrication just like the rest of me. my hair's curly, always has been, recently however it's been getting all napped the hell up, which doesn't bother me except that I can't control it as well as when it's cut short and looks better. Maybe it's the water I've been drinking but yeah it's healthier hair now. Amazing...
And that's her last name btw, wigglesworth. Ronda P. Wigglesworth. My beautiful babe.
Monday, March 8, 2010
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