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[telophase]

As I stepped out from my front door on a May morning so bright, who should I chance to spy but a pensive young man a-walking down the lane. So I asked this young man, this pensive young man, of whom he should be thinking so that his expression should be writ large upon his countenance. This young man, he answered me, he spoke of the one who crossed his mind, who flirted with his fancy, who touched his thoughts...

He's thinking of you, dear reader. Yes, you. He's thinking of you.

Naked.


(sha gojyo from saiyuki, of course. mechanical pencil on printer paper, trying to practice a smooth line, getting driven crazy by that stupid hand which is still not right)

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[rachelmanija.livejournal.com]

Yeah, what do you think I'm doing? The m-f-ing book is due on Labor Day (appropriately) and I would like to work on ANYTHING ELSE. Or not work at all.

I had "Streets of Laredo" going in my head when I read your paragraph, which cracked me up.

[telophase.livejournal.com]

*sigh* I got hit by an attack doujinshi - not that I have time to draw it, mind you - for Death Note this morning, after discussing characterization and BDSM pr0n with keraha. Er, it makes sense in context. And the idea itself isn't porn - it deals with psychological bondage (er, it again makes sense in context) and I've got a few nice images in my head, and idea of how it starts and how it ends, and a piece of paper with illegible notes like "interg -> R im ron" and "guts sune inclin. A bettr way??" which may perhaps make sense when I sit down and reread it. And I still don't have the time to do it. Well, maybe at the end of October. At any rate, it's still far more interesting than what I'm supposed to be doing.