Saturday, July 31, 2010

''i-catcherconsole-webmonitor''






paoi animations I made a fanart and then last but not the post here, on the other hand I have given to create silly pictures to be printed on T-shirts, it was something I wanted to do so, and just to see if someone buys them I opened a shop on Zazzle .
Ah and then I made an account on formspring because I was bored. Ask me any questions.

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Lately I've only made fanart animations so I'm not gonna post here Them But I've made something I was willing to do from a very long time: silly t-shirt graphics! Also I've made a shop on Zazzle gust to see if anyone Would ever byu Them. Oh and I made a
Formspring account for the lulz. Ask me questions.

Tuesday, July 27, 2010

Gay Cruise Spots Portland Oregon

The man with the pouch

There are superheroes and superheroes. There are some who takes off his glasses, he wears tights and starts flying. Some have undergone a genetic mutation and fused their DNA with that of a spider. There are those who rely on technology and gadgets has a thousand-shaped bat ... every hero has a respectable characteristic.

The man with the bag has a pocket. Usually walks with his head down, fearful and with the pace of loser, for all'umarellismo pure. But not when it is holding his precious pocket. Turns. See who proudly in front of him ... walking with the step of one who knows is going to save the world.

The man with the bag is an uncontrollable rage when he hands in his pocket. What drives him to act? Each hero has a weight on him, something that prompted him to begin his fight. Each hero is aware of its responsibilities. The man with the pouch can not help but do what he does, to act for the good of the world. Save the world an inner voice tells him.

The man with the pouch frequently see her bag and when he decides what is now the proud closes and takes it. At that moment becomes indestructible. Go to the elevator, down to the ground floor, go into the street. Cross of the people and think what I Look at this, even had the latest model of a cell phone fashionable Where's My Car. Then

reaches of operators on the collection, which in their neighborhood began less than a month, and gives them the pouch of staff, ensuring that it is placed into the bin.

Now the little man with the bag and more bags if they can go home again, with a ridiculous grin, convinced that he has contributed to make the world more beautiful.

not matter if the people who crossed the street thought But look I'm stupid, time to waste back to differentiated, or if the collectors have laughed at him after he left. Who cares if the bin was completely empty of staff. It matters little. Now there is a bag, your pocket.

also because the man with the bag is not so stupid. He knows that will not save the world, is just happy to contribute as little as possible to its destruction.

But now I have to go in a while 'those involved in the collection will go away, and I still have not accomplished my mission.

Bye bye!

Doing Sport With Underactive Thyroid

emotional paralysis! The seagull and the

Behold, I seem to be stuck, paralyzed.

Wrapped in a blob to infinite density.

Lucido to delirium, yet unable to take actions that would make me feel better longer.

Or maybe not!

Maybe if I write this post is just to get out of the stalemate.

Why not, I'm just not there.

Monday, July 19, 2010

Endometriosis. More Condition_symptoms

gabbianone

There were once gabbianone and seagull.

One day, while uncertain fluttered, met in the skies of life, hit it, and began to fly together. They flew low, however, they both said that one day they flew high, but no of them had the courage to rise above the clouds.

The two birds they loved, but they had turned their feelings into something abhorrent. They had thought that the best way of flying wing was always in the wing, but did not understand that Tenedos always prevented a wing to themselves to get up. The seagull, insecure, always wanted to hear gabbianone close, so be strong. The gabbianone, insecure, in turn, felt strong only if the gull to ask his support.

Time passed, and the progress of the two birds was very low. True, they had endured many things, but instead of learning to fly better flying worse.

Who was wiser of the two? The seagull or gabbianone? It is not known. But the seagull first realized that things could not go that way. Perhaps the idea of \u200b\u200bprotecting the gabbianone liked him feel satisfied and sure, maybe it was really the seagull who suffer most for that sistuazione. One day she took courage, however, the seagull, yanked the gabbianone wing and began to fly alone. The

gabbianone despaired and wept, as she slowly realized that now he could fly much higher. Maybe he could fly and if he was never realized? It was too early to tell, but wanted to try.

And the seagull? The seagull could fly and had to realize that not only Gulls needed to do more to get it right.

And then what happened?

It is not known, because the story of life is yet to be written, but it seems that someone, after a very long time, he spotted two beautiful gulls fly high together, but not wing in the wing!

Saturday, July 10, 2010

Oxycodone Vs Oxycotto






Not that anyone really give a damn but I liked both the workshop this week so let me show you some of what I did, and we did a lot more we set in 4 different animated characters on the same scene but my legs are the little man with blue, red bird, the blue swimmer and the dog rose. We did a lot of exercises but these are the ones I liked best, especially swimming.

(ah then I opened the commissions on deviantart but I suspect that anyone not cagherà although I'm doing at a price shamefully basso ._. )

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Nobody will even care but I really liked the workshop this week so I wanted to show what I made. The blue legged man, the red bird, the blue swimmer and the pink dog are mine. All of these are made of little pieces of paper. I worked with 4 friends so there were a lot more clips and many exercizes but these are the ones I made and I like the best.

(also I've opened commissions on deviantart but I suspect nobody will ever ask one even if I'm selling at a very, VERY low price, damn it!)


YAY CLASS PICTURE

Monday, July 5, 2010

Watery Eyes Causes More Condition_symptoms








Next Monday I get home! make better use of the scanner since that I have available. A little
'drawings in the case and someone from the truth, the gestures of a mouse called Horse that absolutely was not even half a second stop and a few companions to the computer at least at that time are very firm. I would also have drawn from life, some horses today lol but I'm not satisfied the results. And tomorrow

four days of workshops with Berry Purves è_é / we hope to do some good stuff in stopmotion even though I've never tried it, yhea!