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I hope I don't ruin this with pen, but I bet I will.

Art Opening/Pillow Fight.

Having a little art opening in the new year and am worried there will be approximately six people in attendance. If looking at angsty ballerinas and despondent cats isn't enough for you to leave the house (let's face it), maybe you will be hungry? Or thirsty? Well, there will be snacks! And drinks! For free! And the prettiest lingerie to look at, which costs money but is worth it. And maybe some girls that look like the above having pillow fights. You never know.

Nose freckles for all.

To divulge a little: For semi-proper anatomy, I take pictures of my body in various positions with Photo Booth to use as reference, which I feel a bit weird about. I think it is most obvious here, the double crossing of the legs, the covering of the face with hands.

No.

In spite of appearance: No. That is not a croissant in her hair.

Think of Christie.

I do not have backwards feet. My hands do not dangle like limp jellyfish. Trying to remind myself of these things, but it's not so facile. On an unrelated note, here's another ballerina.

I'm trying, guys.

Remember a couple years ago when I started an etsy shop with intent to sell those dumb bird nests that I refused to stop wearing on my head? How embarrassing.

Now: I had prints made of some drawings, for which I will start a new etsy shop... sometime soon. Hopefully this will be slightly less embarrassing.

Many thanks to my friend Harlan.