Comment on Emokitty Nekomata by ~LittleFoxglove[top] [parent]

I won't comment on the neko's eyes ^_^ but the basic design is promising

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~"Words create misunderstandings, and the more words you use, the more misunderstandings there are."
ARJUNA - Chris

You are kind. Way, way too kind. But that's prolly why I loves ya.

I woke up this morning like some kind of zombie at half past bloody ten and signed in to check my messages, then I noticed a new deviation in my gallery window and went. "Oh ... Oh,right, I drew somethin' last night." So I clicked on the thingy and literally LOLOLed when it came up on the screen.

I NEED TO STAY AWAY FROM MSPAINT AND STOP WASTING EVERYONE'S TIME WITH THIS . . . THIS!! :smack:

It's practically a remix of my NoWayIn piece. I need to stay away from black and grey. SRSLY. But you're right, it's not quite as appalling as I thought it was last night. It's just a pity that I have no medium to work with other than MSPaint [scanner's on the fritz, unfortunately]. This woulda looked good in that kind of torn crepe paper style. The contrasts woud've been nice, and the detail would've been less important. As it is now, you kinda have to stare at it for a few moments before it makes sense. And then resist the urge to smack the kitty for giving you that dirty look.

I'm just glad full view is not an option ...

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"Real fearlessness is the product of our tenderness. It comes from letting the world tickle your raw and beautiful heart."

~Buddhist Master Chogyan Trungpa

soo sorry for my delay but the last few days were a bit chaotic with Easter approaching and my favourite aunt being very ill at hospital.

if it comforts you: I almost always feel like a zombie when waking up in the morning unless I slept until 12 or so. Guess it's the bad habits I inherited from Hagenberg.
you really were not quite awake if you didn't remember drawing kono neko

urgk, scanner's on the fritz! how dare it! I would be helpless w/o scanner, since I always draw on paper and only then scan and edit it on the computer (I love Photoshop!). ^_^

btw, I finally drew again...I found a sketch I did last summer and decided to finish it: [link]
I'd greatly appreciate your input!

btw - what became of your laptop? Did it finally reappear from the computer shop guy's clutches?

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~"Words create misunderstandings, and the more words you use, the more misunderstandings there are."
ARJUNA - Chris

Yes, I just got your email now! Oh my goodness sweetie! Is everything okay?? How's your aunt??

I'm sorry about vanishing - problems with internet service. I'm back in the webcaf again.

Do let me know! :worried:

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"Real fearlessness is the product of our tenderness. It comes from letting the world tickle your raw and beautiful heart."

~Buddhist Master Chogyan Trungpa

Hm, I'm well so far, work is going ok (although it's boring) and I heard that my aunt is stable on a low level. I don't know any details, but it seems that, while the danger is not yet past, the worst is over.

Work is a bit boring, because they're waiting for another new employee who'll start next week, on April 1st (I hope this isn't some kind of April joke). But - they gave me May 2nd off, so that I can travel to Bremen to see my friend and attend the Secret Forest concert? Should I tell John and Maite greetings from you?

Webcafé again? Oh gosh, laptop gone AND connection gone! *wail* I think I'd feel amputated times two!

Tomorrow I'll post your chocolate! How does that sound?

I drew again - did you see?

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~"Words create misunderstandings, and the more words you use, the more misunderstandings there are."
ARJUNA - Chris

Ohhhh, I'm so glad to hear that . . . I can't talk long, I'm afraid. There's a big hubbub goin' on here - I'll fill you in on sunday, it should sort itself out in the morning when my mum gets back, I think I'd rather email you bout it . . .

Talk to you then. Trust me, you're about to be treated to one loooooooooong whinge . . . Poor you.

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"Real fearlessness is the product of our tenderness. It comes from letting the world tickle your raw and beautiful heart."

~Buddhist Master Chogyan Trungpa

glad to hear from you! I also have some hubbub going on here thanks to a misunderstanding. Now the other person seems to be mad at me but it was ME who got something wrong.

E-Mail? For sure! You know where to contact me! The longer the better! *hehe*

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~"Words create misunderstandings, and the more words you use, the more misunderstandings there are."
ARJUNA - Chris

Hooooly god, Mirjam . . . I'm about to explode over here.

These were my plans for last night: Go online [internetz fixed yay!] put on a load of clothes for washing, have a bath, and then sit down with my mum so she could vent her spleen about all the fantastic stuff she saw and did in Peru.

This is what happened instead:

Logged on, signed in, then Windows OneCare went spastic and told me I have two weeks worth of security problems and updates to take care of lest my computer suffer some massive breech of security and so on blah blah blah . . . So I've had to leave my computer on all night for that to happen and you wanna know what? "The installation was not successful"



Number two) My mum and Tom, her would-be boyfriend of 11 years, are going through some problems. Or in layman's terms: my mum is finished with the relationship and he is clinging on like some giant hysterical parasite. She was supposed to go down last night to talk to him but I didn't want her to go alone and to be honest she didn't paticularly want to be alone with him either. So I brought her laptop along so I could sit in the living room and be out of the way . . . Only what I ended up doing was barely holding that man back from throwing himself on my mother til the wee hours of the morning. He's not an abusive type, and he's never raised a hand to my mum before, but he's six foot four or something and bloody beyond desperate at this point, and my mum and I are just comparitave midgets - five foot nothing. He's acting like a child throwing a tantrum because he can't get what he wants. And a six foot tall child is not cute, it's dangerous.

I mean, he's fucking threatening to kill himself if she won't stay with him. It actually pushed me so far I actually hit the man. I HIT him. And I am NOT a physical person! But if he thinks he has any right to dangle his life above someone's head, my mother's or anyone else's, he need to get a fucking reality check. He thinks he's the only one who's ever been suicidal before? RRRRRRRGH!!! And he's got a fucking daughter to think of for crying out loud, Erika loves him more than his own bloody children do because he's been a father to her her whole life, regardless of her being born of an affair between his partner at the time and someone he thought was his friend. She needs him like no other and that he's so selfish not to give a damn and want to kill himself just because HE wants my mother and can't have her . . . How could I not lose the head? It's the EXACT same thing I went through - my dad abandoned ME because he couldn't have my mother, it was the DAUGHTER who had to take the punishment because the FATHER was just so selfish he couldn't think of anyone's pain but his own. And then d'you know what happened? Not one minute after those words were out of my mouth, his phone rings, and he picks it up, and I hear Erika's small, quavering voice say: "Da? I . . . I just wanna say, if - if you do anything stupid, I - I'll never forgive you . . ."



That child is my soul sister. I heard those words come down through the phoneline and a rush of pride so strong I've never felt anything like it just hit me smack in the face and next thing I knew I've collapsed into these agonising, uncontrollable sobs like I was hyperventillating or something . . . You have no idea how much it must have taken her to say that to him, this is Erika who'll never hear a word against Tom, even if someone's just messing with him she takes his side . . . I love her, so, so much, and it just kills me because HE should love her even more . . . These selfish fucking adults need to start ACTING like ADULTS and stop hurting the kids because they can't get what they want. They're BOTH of them responsible for this crap. Wjy should we have to deal with it?

And he roared at me to butt out of it? I roared right back at him that if he wanted me to butt out, he shouldn't have come up to my flat uninvited, uncalled for, unannounced, two days before my ma had yet to return from Peru, and cried in front of me, looking for sympathy. He dragged me into it, and not only that, but he's using me as a pawn, telling me he doesn't want to lose me as a daughter and then turning around and throwing it at my mother like a weapon of guilt. When he said he was going to kill himself, I told him to go right ahead and do it. As I said to him the first time: "You're not going to get pity out of me or anyone else because you're doing a fantastic fucking job of it all on your own."

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I am sooo bloody sorry for venting all of this on you, sweetheart, I just needed to get it out of system, you don't need to worry about it. And please to be excusing the appalling language, but I've just spent the night arguing with someone whose primary weapon is flinging bullshit at people's faces and it tends to leave you feeling a tad . . . grumpy. And what's this I hear? Are we having a problem on your end? What's going on, sweetie??

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"Real fearlessness is the product of our tenderness. It comes from letting the world tickle your raw and beautiful heart."

~Buddhist Master Chogyan Trungpa