I hope this doesn't freak out my boyfriend... anyway, I've been seeing a lot of pregnant ladies at the store lately. Some of them are barely showing, and others must have five or six kids in their wombs. So I wanted to see Blood pregnant, ya know, just to see. I did this at work with ball point pens on the back of a receipt tape.

Ok, this isn't a rant. Or a flame. Or a complaint. It's um... it's like, a little note of disappointment. Or something. Ok, here it is: I see lots of trades going around between the 'big name' artists, and their characters are all playing and doing stuff, and it makes Bloodhound sad, since she's not in the game. Which reminds her of when she was in grade school, and was a *fat* girl, and no one really wanted her on their team for kickball. So she went and played 'Mash' with the other 'loser girls' in her class instead. Which was more fun. So the moral of the story is: Fat girls don't care if they play with you or not, because they can go play Mash. I think... o.o

This is a piece that I gave to my boyfriend. I tried fixing the bottom, but I can't figure out why it's kinda gray. Not sure what happened. Anyway, I've only got a month before I start school, so I'm not sure how many new uploads will be around. Plus, I'm working on a commission for someone, so I need to get that done. If anyone wants to spend some big bucks on a nice big commission, let me know :) I really need the cash, since they keep cutting our hours at the store. PLUS I'm not going to get that tax return, since my parents counted me as a dependant. Hopefully, though, I'll get some money from AC, since some of my art is being sold there. Go buy it! And um.. yeah.

My dog's birthday is the 11th. I can't remember if he's 8 or nine... crud. I'll have to think. ::thinks:: Damn, maybe he's ten... poor old boy. Anyway, I did this at work tonight, so I thought I'd post it. Also, I have big news. *Newsflash* Although I personally will not be attending AnthroCon, my art WILL be there for you to buy! Drop by Mike Higgs' booth to see the selection. Due to the time (this was all just decided yesterday), I'll only have one new piece there, but prints of some classics. So go buy some! Help me out! :D That is all.

A picture of Roland giving Bloodhound a bloody-back ride... Ree hee.

A preview to a picture that might get inked and/or colored... Blood makes a new friend with a brontosaurus named Roland, and tricks him out of his pants. To make him feel better, she joins in, stripping to her undies and a tank top, and makes an underwear party out of it. I darkened up the scan a bit since the pencil is so damned light.

Just more refund slips that became my art whilst at work. The red pen image is a funny story... my friend Jeff just started working there, so I'm helping to train him. I found a red pen in my drawer, which was a shock to me, since we only use blue or black. So I was using it, and Jeff was asking nonstop questions and getting a little mouthy (all in good fun, though.) I held up my precious red pen and said, "You see this, little boy! This is a symbol of my authority!" And that's the story. Yup.

I've been working a lot lately, and on our error sheets, I've been doodling. So here I am, thinking of my boyfriend, and feeling a bit betrayed that he's not gotten a hold of me, and that he hasn't seem very supportive towards my shitty life lately. I know it's not his way to be less then analytical (sp?) about it, but still, I need him right now and feel really distant. To make it worse, our song came on in the store, which plays a tape of popular music after 9 p.m. or so. That just didn't help. And so, my thoughts during my third 8-hour closing shift in a row. Good night.