Tardis LIVEEEESSSS! He hath ressurected in the body of a brand-spanking-new MacBook Pro. ...that seems kind of like some kind of screwed up techno reincarnation, now that I think about it... but moving on!

This means I will now (school and TAFE permitting) be able to upload the rest of my waiting photos, the other six TAFE portfolio photos, and whatever other little random scribbly sketchy things I did in the interim. Yosh! (<< That's your cue to be happy for me.)

Writer's Camp with James Molony was interesting; he takes a very practical approach to writing, and, actually, to teaching writing. Unlike everyone else we've had, he didn't try to teach us to write, but more to develop dynamic, realistic characters and work through a viable, interesting plot line for them. Cool, huh? Nice guy.


Also (because I'm sad/pathetic/strange/elitist and don't watch Supernatural [or anything else except Castle and occasionally Bones] on TV and therefore haven't caught up to the current episodes) I watched 4.6 last night. Dean: you are so weird. Granted, Ghost Sickness sounds like it sucks to be down with it, but still. A frikkin' terrier, dude? Seriously. No.



So, we move bravely forward into the times of we-have-less-than-eighty-days-of-school-left and try not to lose our tenuous sanity along the way. Wish us luck, cause Hell knows (and Heaven heard it on the grapevine) we're gonna need it. I'ma go sleep now. Night.


>>EDIT: Is dA bleaching the hell out of everyone else's reds too, or does it just hate me especially?