They always say next time

So the semester is all but over. I'm already getting messages of regrets, of promises, of "let's get to know each other better". I guess that's all good--optimistic and such, but does it really mean anything? Does anyone come through with what they anticipate to achieve? I guess we'll have to wait and see. Busy day tomorrow. Stupidly I gave myself "the night off"; put aside all forms of work to give my mind a rest. I played around in photoshop a bit--that was worth it. But now I have my film essay to finish tomorrow and plans for my mommy's birthday. But, like always, what needs to be done shall be done. Actually, I'm feeling a bit inspired now so I think I'll make a little more progress on the lot before heading to bed. For the record, I've now been enduring headaches daily. I don't know why. It began on Saturday, with the church show, and here it is Tuesday and I'm still fighting them. I've cracked my neck, back, fingers, toes, even my knee; I don't know what to do to make them stop. I can't become addicted to Advil... PS- Any comments for the new graphics? (yeah, the green figure is me, from Halloween) Carrie
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*Holy Hell Jill that is awesome!! How the tell did you do that?? Kris should put that on his myspace or something and yours aswell. I hope that your exams go well. Merry Christmas. HUGS!!*
Sara
*Haha the one on the top left makes Kris look like Scarface. hahah*
You dont have a mouth in your picture.

Think of what Freud might say.

I like the header, with the boy. It's a collage of everything you hold dear.

.Steve
I knew someone (*cough*Steve*cough*) was going to make a comment about the mouth...
What can I say? I'm that good.

Ok, so not everything per se. I'm sure there are plenty of things you could put in there. A flute maybe. A notebook. etc..

.Steve