Found my pictures! Sketching one of ‘em, actually. And good lord, s’creepy. According to the back of the photo I was four, scar was new (could’ve sworn by calculations I was five at the time, but I s’pose that’s where having a long memory gets you, things blur) and there was this horrible bowl haircut. What the hell were they thinking with a bowl haircut? Eh, I know what they were thinking. “Cheap!” Anyway, doing a sketch, working on m’hatching and crosshatching. I dislike it unless I’m doing it in color, but I’ve no colored pencils, so graphite it is, but for some reason my patience has never been good with hatching and pencil. Which is weird, because I quite like crosshatching in colored pencil, the layers are fascinating, and pointilism also takes patience and that, too, is fun. Excellent way to get carpel tunnel though, if you decide to make a living off it. Feelslike your hand n’wrist got stomped on a few hundred times after several hours of filling in a small amount of space, and it takes – forever -. Read a Heinlein book (Farnham’s Freehold) a few weeks ago, forgot to blog about it. I was so very, very disappointed. Ooooh, and Firefox has been updated, everything’s bigger in it but I’m not sure as of yet what else managed to change, besides giving the web address in bookmarks along with the title of the page. Should look it up.