You'll take it on the chin.

I didn't have anything much against Hadouken until my flat mate got his new speakers. I care not that they go up to 11.
I've decided that I'll only procrastinate by ranting/blogging (same difference), if I accompany it with sketches and the like, hence the following:
Quite obviously- pirate girl and beast. I like to think the Program Design Lectures are a decent environment for creative pursuits. The amount I know about Program Design however- may disagree.
These were done at the beginning of January, a bit of practice with Pose Maniacs. Click for big titties.

So, we have a house. Well, in six months we have a house to rent even though we have to pay £650 now... but I'm sure there are good reasons for that. I have to keep reminding myself that the transport links are good, the rooms are well ventilated and there's a gas cooker/conservatory/dishwasher as well- just to keep the nagging thoughts away, "did we rush into this?"

My heart and mind are fighting at the moment, but my gut says it was the right decision- unless I just made a dodgy frittata.

It wasn't that long ago that I woke up knowing I'd made a wrong decision the night before, my heart felt heavy and I awoke with a frown. Fortunately this decision was righted in a matter of hours and didn't cost me a £300 deposit. So far I have yet to wake up with this feeling concerning the house, if anything- I just want to wake up there instead of here. Here being my prison-like room with a draft and fastened desk. And flat mates who talk about you while you're there. And mountains of unwashed dinnerware that's yours but you didn't use. And people on the roof the night before deadlines. And a neighbor who plays their limited music collection all the way up to 11.