You found me, you found me.
Lying on the floor.
Surrounded, surrounded.
Why'd you have to wait?
Where were you? Where were you?
Just a little late.
You found me, you found me.

Drama, drama, drama. Yet life is wonderful thanks for asking. Oh...you didn't ask? Well...okay....(Can't think of anything to say about that since I doubt I'm that important to any of you...)

So, sorry, I haven't worked on CoR for the last 10 days. Sorry...Busy with life...>.< Eeeee!!! It's going so well too!!!!
Anyways, um...Haven't really drawn much, so there's not much to upload...I should upload some pictures of my project for English before I turn it in tomorrow. It's a statue of the Mechanical Hound from Fahrenheit 451. It's huge. Maybe life sized, if I knew how big the hound was, but I mean it's the size of my formal dining room table...not that you know how big that is. When I upload a picture it'll be on that table.

It's not like all that, but it's awesome...for something I built, since I don't build much. So much blood was shed over that thing....Naw, just a little. It cut my fingers, and hands and arms all up. But it's eyes light up and it has fiber optic whiskers...they light up as well. Tight huh? You don't know? I guess that's reasonable, since you haven't seen it...

Man, I'd love to go on and on about my life right now, but I don't want to. I'd be a jerk if I went on about how great my life was if you didn't give a fuck or if you weren't having a nice life. I don't want to alienate any of you so I'll just say, my life is good, and not go into detail.
So, that leads to, How are you (who read this) doing?