I've been talking to The British Twins a decent amount. It's nice having someone who misses me enough to seek me out and talk to me. However I've been talking to The Swede and a few others on a vent channel, all from Scandinavia. They are an interesting bunch to talk things over with, though mostly I just listen to them talk to each other in Dutch or Swedish, which is also interesting.
The Swede showed me a picture of himself in which I really liked the shape of his mouth so I wanted to draw it. The problem being that for the last couple of months my tablet hasn't been working. When I upgraded to Windows 7 my Bluetooth stopped working. I have tried troubleshooting the issue a few times but though I can use a computer properly, I'm not the best at fixing them, so I had The Programer do some computer magic and fix my Bluetooth issue. He couldn't seem to get the tablet to work but I ended up doing that myself. So he got me halfway there and I managed the last leg. I then got to draw. I didn't think I had missed drawing with my tablet so much but I seriously couldn't put it down for almost three days straight.

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So yesterday was Superbowl Sunday. On Friday The Welcomer asked me if I wanted to come over for her Superbowl party. I seriously have never seen the Superbowl before, I just don't watch sports on TV, it's boring to me. If I'm sitting in the stands then the environment and excitement felt by the fans is infectious and I get into it but mostly I would rather play than watch. However, there was far more talking and enjoying of company than watching. I made truffles for The Welcomer as a hostess gift, as well as bringing deviled eggs and fresh baked bread with olive oil and balsalmic vinegar. I ate so much junk food though, more than I've eaten in a couple months. I felt so fat when I came home. It was fun though, we stayed till the end of Glee, which came on right after the Superbowl. Which was fun to watch with a group of people who also enjoy the show.
I should try to keep up with this even if I'm feeling less than literate because I'm sure there has been more to this week but I've just slowly forgotten.
I know the feeling. I have so much to say sometimes, that it builds up, and it never comes out. Being in school makes this worst like ten-fold.
ReplyDeleteThanks for posting anyway, it's given me a bit of motivation.