Diary Entry #102

Today I took a bite of a fresh fig.
The flesh was dark, and beneath it was a thick, white rind.
And the interior was ruddy pink and meat-like, syrupy in earthen sweetness.

I suddenly really, really wanted to bite Metael.

It is raining very pleasantly.
I have much work tonight, but I'm somewhat unconcerned.
I just want to draw.
No more responsibilities.

I got a notification from the college that said I have been admitted to the Freak Geniuses Club, as Graphi calls it, but I don't think I can enjoy their benefits as a student who is soon to transfer for a Bachelor's, attending on a Navy Separation stipend.

ACHE_VERMIN updated; there's new artwork for its many scenes. I have to re-smoke it, because it was very good.

Tamago's birthday is soon, and I am kicking myself somewhat for not being more-prepared to celebrate him.

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I am working through all things I had procrastinated about.

The Palmyra Sisters and I took the opportunity to watch the first few episodes of GunBuster and there is a prevailing notion that Jung Freud is the coolest to ever do it. 

I kind of want to draw one of the Palmyrans in the inexplicably fanservice-y pilot outfit.

I probably would've done it today but Ryo did some Izzy Shadownothing fan art and I couldn't help thinking, "Yeah—! That girl does kind of rule. Let me contribute, too."

But now that I am free again, I just wanna draw Monitor...