that's what these last few nights have been.
snow + full moon + woodsly goodness = bluish brightish nightly highlights.
bonfire?
probably.
candle party?
definitely.
who's comin' over?
probably nobody.
real-life documentarianism isn't that useful when nothin' excitin' happens.
moving on,
since i showed off a few of my spirits and memories drawings the other day,
here's some viewably delicious and way fresher, more finished, flavorful ones
from the mind and hands of the lovely and talented lady i span time alongside.
i'll spare ya'll the commentary and explanations,
since i didn't make 'em,
and i wouldn't want to put words in her mouth...
just open your eyeballs,
and soak up the hottness:
yeah.
i'm lucky.
talk about meeting the right person.
there just aren't that many fresh and flavorful cuties out there that
meet the requisites for hottness and be-dopeness...
let alone that would enjoy my company,
put up with non-stop barbarian berserking A-holesomeness,
AND go family-style on a collaborative collection of art-makeyness, too.
of course, somehow,
when she's around,
i'm even more of a jerkfaced a-tard.
but mostly just by comparison, though.
like i said before,
without the sweet,
the bitter is not as bitter, either.
word.
anyways,
now you've seen a double dose of things to come.
and there's more on the lightbox, too, yo.
i'm gettin' ready to do some travelin'.
and once my trip is planned, and paid for,
by the time i get to minnesota,
somebody should be ready to get busy...
with me. and my friend shawn.
so i guess i mean with us.
never quiet, never soft...
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