ShadowReapr

In the spirit of things, the thing being the dA update, I decided I'd do a rather quick update, because, as it was, things were quite embarassing. For one example, the most observant will observe I have jumped from 13 to 15, something that it quite embarassing. No new art, because it's all non-sensical doodles (though that works for Splapp! *Zing!*), but I may, or may not, upload some tat in the near future. Near being before dA v6, I suppose.

First off, as you may have noticed, this lil' account hasn't been mucho active (or you may have not noticed, for the same reason). This is largely due to nothing to type. Sure, I could regularly rant on about Jack Thompson, Americans, emos, and the fluctuations of the stock market, but alas, such topics are already covered to the Nth degree. Only now have I felt arsed enough about something that I can be bothered typing out. Now, you may believe the topic may be the in the subject, and that's partly true. But alas, limitations on field sizes again limit how accurate I can be about the topics I discuss. Alas, that isn't the point, so I'll jus

Moo. There, I'm alive, and bored shitless. Until tommorrow night, due to my going-age to a Papa Roach concert =D Woot. And, wahey, I seem to have beat my severe case of insomnia... Yay. Except now I have a severe addiction to the Key103 late night text quiz... How else will you learn that there are 42811 ATM's in the UK... And that 23% of men (in a survey) answer a phone during sex... And who can forget the tale of the wife who got her husband's dog assassinated because she didn't want to get her new sofa ruined. Cruel... But undeniably funny! (DISCLAIMER: The wife went to prison, and is of course a selfish bitch...)