Insomnia

I'm up late, I'm having a hella huge allergy attack, drinking beer (thumbs up for Sierra Nevada's "Celebration" Ale) and watching my Metalocalypse DvDs. Believe, it distracts.

I've been enjoying the Adult Swim's ads for its homegrown products lately; they seem to have been hatched specifically for Xmas, but they're still funny: "I want the Murderface T-shirt, or I'll murder your face!" Bwah ha, yeah, like I said: late night, allergy attack, insomnia. I'm also easily amused.

I've also been feeling the artist's urge lately: shadowscast's Buffyverse Alphabet makes me itch to try to draw the Edward Gorey versions of the Buffyverse case ala Gashlycrumb Tinies, and Buffyverse Big Bang Ficathon also tempted. I want to draw, DRAW! It's times like these I remember that I actually DO have an art degree, even if that and three bucks wouldn't necessarily even get me a cup of coffee these days, sigh. (Thank the gods for petzipellepingo's pimpage posts, or I'd never be able to find anything anymore. You are a treasure to fandom, Petzi, especially to slackers such as I.)

I thought I'd try to choose bits of my WIPs in progress for that meme I'd seen going around - argh, and crap, I've really got to update wip_out for this year and establish that no, the community hasn't been abandoned, but I've just been busy, yo - but I discovered that yes, I really AM prone to long, slow buildups, with everybody talk talk talking. Such as: ( except from my hideously late 'Buffy is the Hero, Dammit!' Ficathon entry )

See? Nothing's happening yet! It seems to take smut to really make me get to the point, such as: ( this except from a languishing upcoming chapter to 'Jack the Giant Killer' )

Clearly there's something relevant about physical sensation forcing a cut-through-the-bullshit approach. Or maybe it's just because I'm semi-drunk at 2:00 am. Or maybe that's why I'm making that connection. Who knows.