Real Life

This happened on the way to Toronto.

We had to transit in Dulles Airport, Washington D.C. The first thing I did after alighting at Dulles was to empty a very full tank. It was just as I started that these 2 HUGE men came up on either side of me to use the neighbouring urinals.

For the misinformed, there is a common unsaid understanding among guys to always leave at least an empty urinal between you and the next person. It's our code. The exeptions are if you really know the next guy, or there's a long line. Neither was the case this time.

It could be I was too small to be noticed, hence I became the empty space. My bladder made sure I couldn't move out of the way as fast as I wanted to.

It's only funny because nothing weird happened.

Procrastination Central

Ah the lack of updates.

Recently I've been plague by sleepness nights (which resulted in great dreams). My mind and body doesn't seem to wanna work together. In the day when my body's revving to go, the mind gets pulled down with headaches, and at night when I'm about to sleep, my minds racing with ideas and stories, right when my body's too lazy to move. I have to find a way to solve this problem.

Speaking of dreams, I love having them. Without them, I'd probably never go to sleep to begin with. Just last week I had a couple of real interesting ones, interesting enough to pen them down. I won't bore you with details, but my subconcious really gave me a couple of solid characters to work with, as well as a possible story.Yea I really needed it, was actually in a slump days before this dream. The first 2 sketches are what I could remeber vividly.

Also, did abit more doodles for character design. Meh I dun really like it, reminds too much of Calvin (& Hobbs). Didn't intend it to though.