Listening to: Dark progressive house
Yeah, I'm still alive...
Gathering strength and energy by doing other, non drawing, activities:
1)Playing Call Of Duty: Black Ops
Just as I thought the Jingoism and chest beating of Modern Warfare 2 and Medal Of Honour couldn't get worse, now we have COD Black Ops.
Seriously, note to American game developers... THE COLD WAR IS OVER AND IT FINISHED 20 YEARS AGO. GET OVER IT.
It's like a big fucking long piece of 50's American propaganda.The game should just have been called COD: Let's Kill Those Dastardly Communists Because We Are Morally Superior And They Are Pooh-Pooh.
Ah, Coca-Cola, symbol of free West! (with apologies to Alexei Sayle)
2) Mixing dark progressive house for my own listening pleasure.
Fuck you, happy music! I'm living in the dark side... of house music!!!11!!11!!
3)Pork katsu curry
Fuck yeah! Finally a place nearby that makes decent pork katsu curry... ambrosia from heaven.
4) Attempting to cook
...And failing miserably. Screw you, kitchen!
Seriously, why is it so fucking hard to cook?! I mean, I can fry an egg and I can boil rice and shit... but making breakfast with mushrooms and ham and everything else is so incredibly hard! Why does everything have to burn so quickly? Screw you too, science!!