What I can't live with is blowing whole days not doing anything for lack of tools.. Or just proper planning.. My bad..
...Haven't played a videogame in months.. Starting to wonder if I ever liked them.. (Don't be stupid. Of course you did.)
I wish the sun would stop hiding behind thunder storms.. It should find a nice musical instrument and hide behind that like a normal person.. e_e
I like turtles, but once my sainted mother brought home a large terrapin that was stunned on the highway.. It wasn't happy once it fully revived..
Oh, and no, all turtles aren't slow.. That turkey was a predator.. X_x Everyone's fingers and toes survived though..
Trying to write a book, but it was an idea for a comic-book first, so it's kind of hard slowing the pace down.. Or so I'm told by those who've read it..
Lost all my photos in my online album.. Verizon has been trying to delete them for years now, and they finally got their way.. I hate them.. But I need them.. (Conflicted)
I'm not writing all this because I'm bored.. I am avoiding exercise as long as possible, because I know it's good for me.. (-_-)
Need a heir cut.. (Figure that one out)
My anatomy skills are weak in the knees, ankles and feet..
I need more landscape and painting practice.. Hate cleanup and maintenance of tools.. (Note to self; Hire children with tool maintenance experience...Pay them animal crackers.)
Water tastes sad..
I need a certain amount of fat in my food to keep my heart running like a top.. Speaking of which, marbled beef jerky is God's way of saying he loves me..
My girlfriend needs to be able to hold my things.. (Pencils, pens, guitar picks, SD cards, controllers, bendy straws, etc...) Therefore, I always buy her pocketed clothing..
I do not currently have a girlfriend.. (Ahem)
A certain percentage of my blood is ink, and my lungs are filled with eraser dust..
That is all..