The only things standing in the way are some finals on the metaphysics (peppered with fun phraseology such as: "being as being"). By Friday I will probably kill anyone who says the word "being" in my vicinity.
Anyways I was recently addressing invitations to my graduation, they are very boring.
Observe: (some lack of creativity in whatever tiny graphics department my small very catholic college may possess)
Boooring- Yawn-ity Yawn sauce with a side of lame.
Anyway I was going to send one of these to my brother - but then I was embarrassed at the thought of sending something so mundane all the way across the cussing country, (unless my brother has been suffering from a recent bout of insomnia in which case this invitation could put him directly to sleep).
So of course I started doodling all over it- which is what happens to anything left in my hands for more than three seconds.
and this was the result:
well actually I pretty much like the faculty...hm, maybe I had a bad day.