coyote sing along hour, all caps, stoner rock
DEEP DOWN EVIL HOLE
DOWN IN UNBEARABLE COLD
GREAT BIG LUMINOUS EYE
LOOKS INTO YOUR MIND
WHAT WILL IT FIND?
#ssssssuck #SSSSSSUUCK #KOFFKOFFKOFF #heh #heeheehee
Really want to tell a senior citizen to shut the fuck up because he doesn’t know as much as he thinks he does, which is to say he’s an expert on absolutely everything, and I’m really tired of hearing it. This would accomplish nothing except getting me fired though. One more adult who’s officially better than me and who I can’t say anything about. You’re nothing new to me, sir.
I hate how when I’m stuck in one place my brain tries to find stuff to feel bad about, as this bad combination of finding something to do and years of being abused.
Two weeks ago I’d be invoicing customers about this time of day, but instead rn I’m dealing with feelings of being a shitty artist who will never be a pretty girl.
A couple more personal observations;
* part of why con drop is going from work (and possibly travel) to desired high activity to work. It’s like how drawing, much as it helps me recharge, is still work and still eats energy.
* being stomped on incidentally can look a lot like willful, malicious intent, especially because being stomped on for someone else’s convenience is sorta abusive *anyway*. And my childhood had relatively few actual bullies but lots of self absorbed folks and coerced dogma.
Images, fantasy creatures, furries, eye contact, undead, shark naughty bits
#drawings today - Kemetic jackal warrior and some sort of orcish undead. Fennec fox anthro drinks tea but a wereshark apparently disapproves.
Lots of random gunk, but some drawings and cooking talk too. Obsesses about DnD and related topics. Left-leaning/profoundly frustrated politics. Black lives matter; trans rights are human rights.
Occasionally NSFW art and discussion, please do follow if you're 18+.