Life's just rife with dissappointmens. Like not being able to spell disappointment. That's just sad. We want and long and pine and work. Sometimes we achieve our goals, sometimes we manage to change things about ourselves we don't like. But sometimes, just sometimes, we're still a banana.
In other news: I'm working on more turtles... my favorite concept so far is drying: Deepwater Horizon. 10 more are cut and I'm assembling now. I'm about done with the decorative works and the really labor begins, namely executing the higher concepts.
