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So this week, I've lost my debit (cash) card, my wacom mouse (which I use all the time when painting - my workflow's very fast with it) and then my credit card, and now.. the deepest cut of all.
I can't find my wacom pen. I'm supposed to be getting cracking on the frickin thunderdome and I've got a stack of other stuff to be getting on with separately, and I'm just going mental.
Last night, I lost my wallet, my debit and credit cards, and then my cell phone. My IBS started acting up and I had to take a shit in my pants. The woman I was on a date with was actually a man. I got sun burn, a huge fucking pimple on my nose, swollen lymphnodes under my armpit, and hemroids in my ass that smell like stinky little balloons. AND I lost my wacom pen.
I think it's time for some serious lifestyle adjustments.Originally Posted by dirty_c
Clean your room?
See a nuerologist?
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"Work is more fun than fun."
"Art is supposed to punch you in the brain, and it's supposed to stay punched."
...I woke up this morning...
dirty_c vs ParkerD 0:1
Went to the beach....met up with some friends of a friend...cute girls....had fun....got a sunburn....talked to the girls.....had lunch with em.....
OH, I thought this was one of those "positive" threads.
There are 3 sides to every story. Yours, mine and THE TRUTH.
darth massacre thats just plain mean
Look on the bright side... you didn't break your right wrist yet. ^___^
I hope those cards turn up... in the meantime, ignore the suspicious charges being made to your account from Wh1ll0w-W1$p...
oh jeez! and you lost your credit card only 9 months earlier as well!
the other day i got 5 hours sleep and woke up at 10AM and, realising work started at 10AM, i had no time to shower the night-before-movie-marathon-smell off, or do my hair or shave, so i rocked up to work late, stinky and disheveled.
i served a customer. then, i got a drink (coke) out of the fridge to harness whatever caffiene it had. took a swig and told one of the guys i work with what i got up to the night before and why i was late and stinky. took another swig and looked up to see my boss and shift manager staring at me with unimpressed expressions.
they were more annoyed at the fact that i was leaning back on the counter as i drank, giving the impression that i had been doing nothing since arriving at work (late), after which i received a few scolding words.
i then served another customer, and after handing them change i managed to jam my left ring finger in the drawer. hard. the nail blackened in seconds. the heat was gross too.
my mini wasnt shifting from 2nd to 3rd at all, and i was holding up traffic in the heat. crawled home, told my dad about the car, and after putting it over the pit found that part of the gearbox was quite well broken and needed replacing. he fixed it, but i couldnt drive it for a bit which sucked cause i had plans.
spose the suprise birthday party thrown for me that very night (which was a genuine suprise for me) really made that day a whole lot more bearable