Co-op study

So here's something I hate! But I did it anyway, like a dutiful sort of person.

It's only co-op in the sense that me and some dude are telling each other we ought to do it. so we did some studies! I think it's gonna be a regular thing.

This link better work and you are gonna click on it, slut...





Then I did Dracula.

Then I did some poo poo caricatures of my friends/facebook friends.

It's Beardy and his sister Clean-Shaven!



And some others, and a video game character. I'M COOL, I PLAY VIDEO GAMES LIKE A LITERAL CHILD.



Slutpig just wants your validation....is that so much to ask?

In-Betweener

Just a thing/post to tide you babbies (singular? babby? who in the world reads this?) over.

I've been trying to teach myself this whole Preston Blair brouhaha and as a result it's not like I've got any drawings other than my failed, pathetic scrawlings. Obviously I will be posting all of those in their glory, but that will be when I get near a scanner.

However, I am at work, and even if we had a scanner I wouldn't be allowed to use it anyway.

But you obviously come here for one reason and one reason only: WORDS AND PICTURES. WORDS AND PICTURES, MY FRIEND. THAT IS WHY. THAT IS THE ESSENTIAL THING.

Here is a series of things I do at work.

I..uh...streched and then drew a picture of it. (Don't worry, I wasn't writing on anything important. it was a red-line on an architecture proposal, and I had finished editing yesterday! It is Callie Scraps now.)

And I do the...the plans and I put them on the computer...on the AutoCAD.

I don't know why I got hired because I'm barely capable of basic math. I was having a fit over trying to figure out the base of an Isoceles triangle just yesterday! Just so I could get the freaking length so I could CALCULATE THE AREA OF THE ARGHHHH! ARGHH THERE WERE TWO DIFFERENT SQUARES, AND...AUUGHRHH!!!!


The first thing I did when I got to work today was draw some elves. My nose is also in the process of consuming my entire face because it is enormous. Everyone laugh at little callie's big nose why don't you.

I would not normally go to work with black nails, but there was a little hootenanny on Sunday evening. Something along the lines of a punk band. I painted the lead singer's nails before he went onstage. I painted mine also in order to look like a dark and troubled, yet fashionable, teen. You know, to fit in with the rest of the crowd.

My boss doesn't care 'cause he went to the gig and he knew I was painting my nails to look like a Classy Cassie.

I AM SO LIKING MY LUNCH.

One more thing for your amusement.

Am I becoming an architect? Or an engineer? God I don't want to.