tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-74173786402507250272024-03-14T17:47:15.555+09:00Pending EpiphanyJust a little comic-blog about my life and things that happen in it :DDrenahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16705165717663906449noreply@blogger.comBlogger25125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7417378640250725027.post-67523558295024840992011-05-21T11:22:00.001+09:002011-05-21T11:23:13.135+09:00Welcome to the Family<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhO_wHVRrh1S-0ofScfDCQNXH4xUqiUY19r48Fk8SgH37giAO7_e9Zv60_BM3ihrCvUzWr-4mVlil-bTnHbAUAg56EFBjTDapvhraE6XJtFARFyKdMQouqcx1RwJp98jgsO5hBW9AoTB2oL/s1600/family+photo.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="380" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhO_wHVRrh1S-0ofScfDCQNXH4xUqiUY19r48Fk8SgH37giAO7_e9Zv60_BM3ihrCvUzWr-4mVlil-bTnHbAUAg56EFBjTDapvhraE6XJtFARFyKdMQouqcx1RwJp98jgsO5hBW9AoTB2oL/s400/family+photo.png" width="400" /></a></div><br />
This is what I've been working on for the past week. (click image for full-size)<br />
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Keigan and I have a new member of our family. Meet our 5 year old dachshund, Anubis (named after the Egyptian God of death). He is the sweetest and smartest little doggie.<br />
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Also been playing around with some lighting effects and really pleased with how it turned out. Still having issues figuring out Keigan's hair though...Drenahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16705165717663906449noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7417378640250725027.post-47060904504229991032011-05-12T14:40:00.000+09:002011-05-14T05:27:40.898+09:00Sadface :(<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1Cpc5aFcWAc/Tcty4XhtX3I/AAAAAAAAAD4/fgrc0VOfaOY/s1600/25.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1Cpc5aFcWAc/Tcty4XhtX3I/AAAAAAAAAD4/fgrc0VOfaOY/s1600/25.png" /></a></div><br />
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I've finished several stories lately. <br />
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I've always hated to reach the end of a good story. It always makes me sad to say goodbye to characters I've become attached to.<br />
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I really like how panel 2 turned out.Drenahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16705165717663906449noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7417378640250725027.post-66769612941434638862011-05-05T14:50:00.001+09:002011-05-05T14:51:20.514+09:00The Elixir of Life<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eAEGKwoPBLA/TcI6FCL2PcI/AAAAAAAAAD0/aXc1sozatPE/s1600/24.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eAEGKwoPBLA/TcI6FCL2PcI/AAAAAAAAAD0/aXc1sozatPE/s1600/24.png" /></a></div><br />
Exaggerated for dramatic effect, but while I only put a few tablespoons of coffee grounds in the machine, others fill it to the top. I like my coffee the way it is.<br />
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Yeah, I made a poop joke. It was bound to happen eventually lol.Drenahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16705165717663906449noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7417378640250725027.post-87504661328753529392011-05-03T16:07:00.001+09:002011-05-04T09:14:01.151+09:00The Downside of Social Networks<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ja6VtQXHy8A/Tb-pLQOVmUI/AAAAAAAAADw/VxRZtylT_sc/s1600/23.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ja6VtQXHy8A/Tb-pLQOVmUI/AAAAAAAAADw/VxRZtylT_sc/s1600/23.png" /> </a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Don't you hate it when this happens? I get requests like this far too often. </div>Drenahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16705165717663906449noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7417378640250725027.post-42492189521562166312011-04-27T19:16:00.001+09:002011-05-04T09:13:23.433+09:00My Guilty Pleasure<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-43xXAeTrOjk/Tbfsc4r9q1I/AAAAAAAAADs/bd0Uv-d8Y7g/s1600/22.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-43xXAeTrOjk/Tbfsc4r9q1I/AAAAAAAAADs/bd0Uv-d8Y7g/s1600/22.png" /> </a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">I like Nutella WAY too much. I'll put it on anything and everything or eat it with a spoon. I have to tell myself not to buy it when I go to the store. </div>Drenahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16705165717663906449noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7417378640250725027.post-89137669264840402912011-04-26T21:03:00.001+09:002011-05-04T09:13:08.296+09:00Are You Wiccan?<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hrfmeat5ehA/Tba0TUQxLII/AAAAAAAAADg/PXjz3_3bHYo/s1600/21.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hrfmeat5ehA/Tba0TUQxLII/AAAAAAAAADg/PXjz3_3bHYo/s1600/21.png" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Based on conversations I've actually had with people. I once had a thirty minute religious debate with a Mormon boy who was trying to convert me. His closing statement was "You should go to Wal-Mart and buy a Bible and read it."</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"></div>I like having religious conversations with people, but when they're closed-minded and keep calling me evil, it gets kind of old.<br />
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Also, Hey! I'm playing with art styles again!Drenahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16705165717663906449noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7417378640250725027.post-10121774618147827702011-04-21T14:55:00.001+09:002011-05-04T09:12:46.739+09:00The American Dream?<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-h2_qiLX903o/Ta_GI-6WxZI/AAAAAAAAADY/OFyPQgJds9w/s1600/20.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-h2_qiLX903o/Ta_GI-6WxZI/AAAAAAAAADY/OFyPQgJds9w/s1600/20.png" /> </a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">If you don't know, Harvest Moon is a farming video game. It's quite fun.</div>Drenahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16705165717663906449noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7417378640250725027.post-42605642727264302922011-03-24T16:59:00.001+09:002011-03-26T15:16:37.235+09:00It's a Great Investment!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-mxug9bjqVnI/TYr5p7O4kuI/AAAAAAAAADQ/IjFb99Q_eIc/s1600/18.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-mxug9bjqVnI/TYr5p7O4kuI/AAAAAAAAADQ/IjFb99Q_eIc/s1600/18.png" /> </a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">I really want a puppy... </div>Drenahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16705165717663906449noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7417378640250725027.post-41597612387344232702011-03-23T20:05:00.001+09:002011-03-26T15:16:12.410+09:00Quoth the Raven...<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-vgHaaGrM4bs/TYnTySrqs3I/AAAAAAAAADM/H2DaTFdv-Yc/s1600/17.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-vgHaaGrM4bs/TYnTySrqs3I/AAAAAAAAADM/H2DaTFdv-Yc/s1600/17.png" /></a></div><br />
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We have a LOT of ravens around here and they all make really weird sounds. Gets a bit annoying.<br />
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I also can't help but think of Edgar Allen Poe every time I see one hehe.Drenahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16705165717663906449noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7417378640250725027.post-3443124018808944462011-03-22T18:57:00.000+09:002011-03-22T18:57:13.897+09:00You Know You're from Wisconsin When...<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-7yRAThQ2j-4/TYhxis5FYXI/AAAAAAAAADI/s4o1G1Pfin4/s1600/16.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="250" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-7yRAThQ2j-4/TYhxis5FYXI/AAAAAAAAADI/s4o1G1Pfin4/s400/16.png" width="400" /> </a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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People walk around here all bundled up and shivering in 40-50 degree weather while Keigan and I are thinking "Heatwave!" and of course they look at us funny wondering what on earth is wrong with us.</div>Drenahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16705165717663906449noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7417378640250725027.post-36340893623802901822011-03-21T14:02:00.001+09:002011-03-26T16:20:53.093+09:00That's...Actually Kind of B.A.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-TIY_PY06VNQ/TYbbHVMVVLI/AAAAAAAAADE/ne28J3sqE8I/s1600/15.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-TIY_PY06VNQ/TYbbHVMVVLI/AAAAAAAAADE/ne28J3sqE8I/s1600/15.png" /> </a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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Keigan has a favorite shirt that's pink. Sometimes we unintentionally go out in public matching lol.Drenahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16705165717663906449noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7417378640250725027.post-71597892943109755572011-03-18T17:45:00.000+09:002011-03-18T17:45:08.959+09:00Ring, Ring, Ring, Bananaphone!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-oZ9OzYrn9dc/TYMbEWGXGXI/AAAAAAAAADA/8S-CX27k0nU/s1600/14.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-oZ9OzYrn9dc/TYMbEWGXGXI/AAAAAAAAADA/8S-CX27k0nU/s1600/14.png" /> </a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Things sound weird when you're half-asleep. That ringer still sounds demonic even when I'm awake... </div>Drenahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16705165717663906449noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7417378640250725027.post-92160552002869286632011-03-17T14:24:00.000+09:002011-03-17T14:24:51.425+09:00A Shot in the Dark<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-mE7_3jWT-ys/TYGZxLd_EjI/AAAAAAAAAC8/266zCH6McAw/s1600/13.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-mE7_3jWT-ys/TYGZxLd_EjI/AAAAAAAAAC8/266zCH6McAw/s1600/13.png" /> </a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">We spent a lot of our time in the dark, especially when the exit signs ran out of backup battery. We couldn't see a thing.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"> </div>Poor Keigan was looking for our hotel room and ran into a door. He wasn't really hurt, but it sounded like he hit it hard :(Drenahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16705165717663906449noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7417378640250725027.post-65603454235878670302011-03-16T15:56:00.002+09:002011-03-16T18:54:38.161+09:00Was Not Expecting That<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-Ep8oSoEh9lQ/TYBdf1UWBsI/AAAAAAAAAC4/SKj4smxWXxA/s1600/12.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-Ep8oSoEh9lQ/TYBdf1UWBsI/AAAAAAAAAC4/SKj4smxWXxA/s1600/12.png" /> </a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Hey guys! So it's been a hectic time lately. First we had to get ready to move and say goodbye to everyone, then we get to Japan and all Hell breaks loose. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Keigan and I are just fine, we are on the far north end of the main island and our area had little damage and we're far away from the power plants having problems. We were without power for three days and are currently running on a generator in the hotel. Still trying to recover from this and finish moving in. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Lack of updates due to getting ready to move! My husband and I finally got his orders and we'll be heading off to Japan soon! Been super busy packing and spending time with everyone before we leave.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div>I'll be back as soon as we're all settled in. See you all soon!Drenahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16705165717663906449noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7417378640250725027.post-48421195449534358462011-02-23T11:30:00.003+09:002011-03-16T18:55:44.856+09:00Artists are Weird<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nUz0X_jxEfc/TWRwnhGIIoI/AAAAAAAAACw/VqnCbYZno40/s1600/11.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="307" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nUz0X_jxEfc/TWRwnhGIIoI/AAAAAAAAACw/VqnCbYZno40/s400/11.png" width="400" /></a></div>(Click the picture to enlarge)<br />
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Most artists I know like pens way too much. My friends Laura and Ria (pictured) and I will go to a store and spend most of our time looking at pens.<br />
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I don't know what it is, but we really like them.<br />
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Laura's also silly and does this noodle-arms thing a lot hehe.Drenahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16705165717663906449noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7417378640250725027.post-23662391198068976012011-02-22T10:48:00.001+09:002011-03-16T18:56:20.596+09:00That's Not a Toy<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8CwxrBYY5fg/TWMU_4S2XbI/AAAAAAAAACg/s1600/10.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Merlin is our special puppy. He always wants to chase toys and sometimes looks at Bekki with his "Throw it?" look. He is also very nervous and shivers and twitches a lot. But he's a sweetie and we love him <3 </div>Drenahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16705165717663906449noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7417378640250725027.post-73518406509756444362011-02-18T09:36:00.001+09:002011-03-16T18:57:06.239+09:00Too Much?<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iiu_DYP6oHQ/TV2-cbAKhBI/AAAAAAAAACU/XMEBYy_GHbg/s1600/9.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iiu_DYP6oHQ/TV2-cbAKhBI/AAAAAAAAACU/XMEBYy_GHbg/s1600/9.png" /> </a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Whoa! Full body drawings AND backgrounds? I must like you guys.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">I promise the Minecraft jokes will stop.....eventually lol </div>Drenahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16705165717663906449noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7417378640250725027.post-39747532102391601462011-02-17T10:38:00.001+09:002011-03-16T18:57:37.625+09:00The Virus: Part 3<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-minVeNeOMLo/TVx7kJpj7jI/AAAAAAAAACM/e4P-y7U63rY/s1600/8.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-minVeNeOMLo/TVx7kJpj7jI/AAAAAAAAACM/e4P-y7U63rY/s1600/8.png" /> </a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Final part of the computer virus story.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"></div>Aside from not being able to draw for three days, I was unable to rescue my Minecraft world. It was quite depressing :(Drenahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16705165717663906449noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7417378640250725027.post-20533266145111087432011-02-16T06:57:00.001+09:002011-03-16T18:58:34.630+09:00The Virus: Part 2<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_-4-DTO4W1Q/TVr2H63IM_I/AAAAAAAAACI/ERNoScoJ22g/s1600/7.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_-4-DTO4W1Q/TVr2H63IM_I/AAAAAAAAACI/ERNoScoJ22g/s1600/7.png" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> To be continued...</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Don't you just hate those Catch 22's? I sure do.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">The other person in the top panel was my attempt to draw my brother... eh, I need practice lol.</div>Drenahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16705165717663906449noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7417378640250725027.post-80333295939681286282011-02-15T08:32:00.001+09:002011-03-16T18:58:57.518+09:00The Virus: Part 1<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vEFj4lN68BQ/TVm7Ix32KJI/AAAAAAAAACE/gQqqwqKWCW0/s1600/6.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vEFj4lN68BQ/TVm7Ix32KJI/AAAAAAAAACE/gQqqwqKWCW0/s1600/6.png" /> </a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> To be continued...</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Don't you hate it when this happens? </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">This story will progress over the week n_n</div>Drenahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16705165717663906449noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7417378640250725027.post-59712194965274305242011-02-10T09:59:00.002+09:002011-03-16T19:00:54.824+09:00It's a Dream Come True<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gDmvWZrtoh0/TVM33KnPSAI/AAAAAAAAACA/k4qbg2DR5GQ/s1600/5-3.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gDmvWZrtoh0/TVM33KnPSAI/AAAAAAAAACA/k4qbg2DR5GQ/s1600/5-3.png" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><br />
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This was my exact reaction when Keigan gave me the good news. I got a lot of funny looks at work that day.<br />
This happened back in November and we'll be getting ready to move within the next month or so.<br />
The random coworker is no one in particular.<br />
Sorry the image turned out so small. I've tried what I can, but it won't change...Drenahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16705165717663906449noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7417378640250725027.post-69087135870629494952011-02-09T09:42:00.001+09:002011-03-16T19:00:39.452+09:00Make a Man Out of You?<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FD4LDpFqMio/TVHicxewxyI/AAAAAAAAAB0/OBCKQD78scY/s1600/4.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FD4LDpFqMio/TVHicxewxyI/AAAAAAAAAB0/OBCKQD78scY/s1600/4.png" /> </a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">I actually listened to "I'll Make a Man Out of You" the entire time drawing this. Most epic song EVER!</div>Drenahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16705165717663906449noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7417378640250725027.post-88236764150740422942011-02-08T09:25:00.001+09:002011-03-16T19:01:28.352+09:00Rain, Rain, Go Away<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FD4LDpFqMio/TVCLrnzXlxI/AAAAAAAAABw/c8vNqKC6tVI/s1600/3.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FD4LDpFqMio/TVCLrnzXlxI/AAAAAAAAABw/c8vNqKC6tVI/s1600/3.png" /></a></div><br />
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This happened on Friday when I visited Keigan. Luckily we had gotten all the paperwork taken care of by the time this happened and the rest of the weekend was beautiful.<br />
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Aww, he cares so much n_n.<br />
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We often trade hoodies too.Drenahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16705165717663906449noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7417378640250725027.post-9576351525898592932011-02-03T22:16:00.002+09:002011-03-16T19:02:47.831+09:00We've All Felt Like This Before<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhccAjWEVO-a7MlhGsMx1j0KKPKP-HaqgWsNnY6mx6oO5U_qcZd8nmYq4T1qPj8QtIaykQlJFIbt8khZZ3_CPmY2DVP7ELuIokTJoAwHLZU2_ykaMI3FMHAC5sQxVfOBOCd4L6gfsaF9I-b/s1600/2.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhccAjWEVO-a7MlhGsMx1j0KKPKP-HaqgWsNnY6mx6oO5U_qcZd8nmYq4T1qPj8QtIaykQlJFIbt8khZZ3_CPmY2DVP7ELuIokTJoAwHLZU2_ykaMI3FMHAC5sQxVfOBOCd4L6gfsaF9I-b/s1600/2.png" /></a></div><br />
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The Snow-pocalypse yesterday was completely ridiculous.<br />
Still waiting on the snowplow too...<br />
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I like to wear obnoxious colors lol.Drenahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16705165717663906449noreply@blogger.com0