Just posted the last art thing on my list that I'm going to do for a while . . .

Now I've got to buckle down and chain myself to my sewing machine

I promise I'll post what I'm working on when it's finished, but I may be a little scarce for a while . . . I've got a list a mile long and only a month and 1/2 to do it all.

Wish me luck

Until I'm done or need a break . . . my good thoughts go with you all.

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"There was an old coddle so molly,
He talked in a glot that was poly,
His gaws were so gew
That his laps became dew,
And he only ate pops that were lolly"
-The Thirteen Clocks by James Thurber
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"There was an old coddle so molly,
He talked in a glot that was poly,
His gaws were so gew
That his laps became dew,
And he only ate pops that were lolly"
-The Thirteen Clocks by James Thurber
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"There was an old coddle so molly,
He talked in a glot that was poly,
His gaws were so gew
That his laps became dew,
And he only ate pops that were lolly"
-The Thirteen Clocks by James Thurber
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Kuuukukukukukukuku
Check me on Fanfiction! [link]
I like Genesis Raphsodos without yaoi involved and I'm proud of it [link]
--
"Once I wept when ships were overdue, or brooks ran dry, or tangerines were overripe, or sheep got something in their eye. I weep no more," said Hagga. Her eyes were dry as deserts and her mouth seemed made of stone.
-The Thirteen Clocks by James Thurber
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"Once I wept when ships were overdue, or brooks ran dry, or tangerines were overripe, or sheep got something in their eye. I weep no more," said Hagga. Her eyes were dry as deserts and her mouth seemed made of stone.
-The Thirteen Clocks by James Thurber
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