After consuming an entire 2 liter bottle of soda, having a discussion about Escaflowne vs. Trigun, and majorly kicking ass on WoW, I have but one thing to say.

It doesn't take much to make me happy.

Dude, it's been awesome tonight. I had Matt to myself (he's at his mom's for this week, which means no WoW). I've been speaking up on WoW, talking to people. And I majorly was able to do an entire quest chain without getting murdered once.

And I took pity on a poor Alliance person. They tried to sleath past me. I told them I could see them, lol. And they ran. And I didn't chase them, despite the fact I could have murdered them. Haha. Karma, lol.

And I"m just tickled at how much I can do now. WOOT for being able to kill and not be killed. WOOT FOR THAT.

Sometimes, when you think boys are absolute idiots who care more about a game than about you....

they do something so spectacular and unexpected that you can't help but just go EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE and squeal like a little girl.

I got a 24 pack of prismacolor markers in the mail today. Along with three pads of THE GOOD PAPER. Any artist knows that there is a difference between the sketchbook paper and the typing paper. This is BRISTOL PAPER. SMOOTH AND VELLUM. And a pad of specific marker paper. And a bunch of mats for matting art.

Oh hell yes. I just about had a heart attack when I opened that box. I'm still rather in shock.

I do so love that man. Oh yes.

And the markers will be broken in by coloring porn. Yep. :P haha.

OMG, I'm still just in shock, ya know? GAH, how awesome.

I'm going to draw tonight instead of play WoW, lol.