This may very well be the worst hair day I've had this year yet, but my kitchen smells like bacon, John Williams is blasting for the entire neighborhood to hear, and it's finally warm enough to run out and sketch like mad, so I DON'T CARE! >:]
Yesterday my dad hogged the computer with the scanner. Also, I was being lazy, so I made up for it today by zooming through five pages of that sketchbook that fell onto the highway when Lauren and I helped Courtney move (and got run over by at least one car.) After that it just stopped scanning well. And my dad's scanner's no Epson-whatever-SCAD-had, for sure.
The dog's name is Asia. She's the wimpiest dog in the world, thankfully, and because of that she never does anything regrettable like trying to jump on me or bark at me. I don't know what kind of dog she is. I'm not even completely sure she's female and am banking on hearsay alone, but I figured most of the people reading this probably like dogs and might be interested in knowing.