I am being a big, grown-up Artist who wrassles with important, Deep Art Questions and is not taken in by girly sugary frivolities like these from beedhappy:
Because as an Arteest I am serious and profound and meaningful and not 50s-era tacky in pinks and
bright blues which I wouldn't know what to do with in my actual work, my oeuvre, my soul's
labor over which I sweat and suffer! And I manage my time responsibly and don't have ick growing
in my toilets with fully developed eco-systems! Nor do I waste hours staring at cutesy dollhouse mini
furniture for no damn reason because really why would I? Exactly what are you accusing me of anyways you? You imaginary person I'm yelling at hyper defensively?
And anyways, if I were... if I were wasting the precious hours of my life thusly... it's, it's really hot out and as an artist I don't have to explain myself and, and- this is an anomaly!
Could some- ... anomaly in the -... (pause) space! time! continuum be causing this.... anomaly?
Here's a thing! It's not cosmic, though.
The cuff here is way tight on my wrist, thus making it awesome for all y'all boney maloneys whose wrists are smaller than 6.5 or so. I gotta stop doing that. Thing is I had it all cut out and assembled when I suddenly remembered- ANGLE! I forgot to cut and curl hinges on an angle! Happens when you're making 58 things at a time and can't even remember to brush your teeth. Oh crap. No, seriously I think I forgot to brush my teeth today. CRAP! I don't mean to be gross... Did I eat?