Tentacles : A Memoir

This week has been all about how to most efficiently create a mountain from a molehill. Whether it be my lack of organisation or decisions made whilst inebriated- I just can't seem to keep track of anything.

Drawing my attention from this for a while, I put together a quick illustration for the poem Lullaby over at Sore Jig. Although the image below isn't quite true to the content, it has its charm. Think more Alien than hentai.

I should probably get back to doing actual work now but the pull of creating a custom blog template is incredibly tempting. I just about have enough stamina left to tidy up the place so I shall see where my heart lies after that...

And lo' She returned to the blogiverse.
For no particular reason.
Than to see that time has passed.

Blimey, four years. Odd to think that things have changed- it used to be that I'd worry about getting a decent grade for my diagram of a volcano and seeing if I could wrangle a lift home for 11 rather than 10.
Four years later and I've gained a place at university, a debit card, more secrets and greater understanding of what I could never know.
Here's to another four years, hopefully I'll gain a degree, debt, whispers and even greater understanding (and maybe even a little bit of blogging in between ;)