Today I thaught it was high time I sat down with my sketchbook and a pencil. Swanky electronic fingle-bumkets (eh?) are nice and distracting, but there's nothing like some oldschool sketching action. Ahh - the smell of the putty rubber, the texture of the paper, the soothing sounds of the scribbling, the mucky graphite smudges everywhere, the little shavings of wood all over my nice clean carpet, the granite hard bump on the side of my middle finger which makes it look deformed... :-(
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I shall have to remember that phrase :D
which unfortunately Blogger seems to be preventing me from quoting...
suffice to say: "S. e. f.b."
(there. I've circumvented their hokey little restriction) :P
Yeah, made up words can be fun and oddly expressive. :-)
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