Basically, I was tired of my old journal, and I was thinking. I know there's not too many people that visit this page at this point, and I have about 3 watchers that I don't know from real life, but anybody that takes the time to read this, this is for you!

I've decicded to start offering commissions, for anybody that wants them. As you can see by my gallery, I'd be willing to draw in anything you want, in whatever style you want, and in whatever medium you want (that I have on hand) to the best of my ability, though of course I'm better at some styles than others.

Pricing will range from $5.00 to $10.00, depending on level of detail and all that, possibly lower or higher if you want something really really complex or something ultra-simple like a pencil sketch. I'm planning on using PayPal for this, if there are any takers, and I reserve the right to deny a request for any reason, which basically just means I won't draw porn for you.

I'm thinking a basic price breakdown would go like what I have written out below, but being very new at this, I'm inclined to be pretty flexible, so just tell me what you want me to draw and we'll go from there.

$5.00: headshots (B&W or color)
$7.50: full body poses,(b&w, 1 or 2 characters),
$10.00: full body, (color, background, or more than 2 characters; really really complex backgrounds will be a little bit more)

I finished the entry for 's Nine Levels contest with minutes to spare. It is not anywhere near as good as it could have been if I had given myself more time. Not that summer school and house-sitting for my vacationing family helped either, but excuses are pointless. I did what I did.
This is the more or less the first time I have attempted something like this, though, so in that respect, I am happy I actually finished. At the very least I've proved to myself that I'm capable of writing and drawing comics, if I just buckle down and do it. I did learn quite a bit from the experience, and even just finishing this much gives me a little bit more confidence. I really don't have an excuse any more not to tell the story that really goes with those characters. We'll see what happens.

It seems I've been tagged. By , who is awesome and should have her gallery looked at by you, dear reader.

Here goes:

~8 RANDOM FACTS ABOUT ME~

1. When there's no one around, I'll come up with situations and act them out, just to make things more interesting. For example, I'll be in an elevator, and then suddenly I'm bleeding to death for no good reason. They're almost never very elaborate, but they're fun. I'll also make up scenarios that involve other people. But those I usually keep to myself. After all, I can't act it out for them. I will laugh at it, though.

2. I'll often read several books at once just because I'll see one that looks interesting and start it, no matter how many others I've got lying around half-finished. As a result, I'll also sometimes get almost to the end in a week, and then take a year to finish the rest.

3. Sometimes I'll get five or six songs stuck in my head at the same time, and I'll sing them. At the same time.

4. I have a freakish laugh. Not as freakish as 's duck-call, but still...
Think loud, frenzied, squeaky inhalations...

5. If something I see or hear or read or do reminds me of a song, that song will get stuck in my head.

6. I attach sentimental value to the tiniest, most insignificant things. I once kept a piece of pink string tied to one of my sandals for over a year because one of my friends handed it to me and said it was a gift.

7. I get slightly irritated when people don't get my jokes (only slightly, I'll still be friends with you!). As I have a very odd sense of humor, and sub-par voice projection, this happens a lot.

8. I'm a terrible liar. Ask me a direct question, and it's very difficult for me not to answer it truthfully. It's just about impossible for me to answer it untruthfully in a convincing manner.

In other news, my drawing skills are definitely improving with all this classage I'm taking. One of these days I'll actually show you guys...*ducks out of sight*...but really, I have drawn some things lately that I'm proud of. There's always miles more to go, though.

I guess I'm supposed to tag people, but I don't really know that many people on this site, so I don't think I'm going to meet the quota. I'm also not going to seek you out to tell you you're tagged. If you read this and want to do it, go ahead (even if I didn't tag you).

So I'm in college now. This promises to be fun, exciting, and hopelessly expensive. I'm taking three art classes this semester, attempting a graphic design major (maybe doubled with english if I can swing it), and I just got back from buying supplies for all of them. The 3d design class had an especially odd assortment on the list: I alternately felt as if I were shopping for a shop class and a home ec class as I bustled around Walmart. The other two required more traditional supplies, and I look forward to using those.
My other classes are Japanese (which will either be devilishly hard, great fun, or both) and Western World Literature I (which goes up to the renaissance and requires that I stop writing this and get to reading the Iliad before I fall asleep).

I love it when I draw so much in one sitting on one page that there's really not room left to draw anything else. That's a good feeling. Even when it's mostly unfinished and sketchified.
Also when I stay up all night drawing and yeah.
I really haven't been drawing enough lately, I've been playing too much starcraft. If I had faster internet, and more monies, I'd probably be addicted to WoW, too. Curse you, Blizzard Entertainment. They make good games. And Starcraft II is coming out, and the cinematic trailer is FREAKINAWESOME.
Good greif I'm blind.
I don't have my contacts in and so I have to be about four inches from the screen to tell if I'm typing correctly, which I'm sorta not because it's seven in the morning. and I haven't slept yet. And this position is more uncomfortable than usual because I'm at Bob's house and his computer's sorta in a closet, and the chair doesn't face the moniter straight on, but changing it's position is difficult because there's a WALL in the way.
And everytime I start writing these journals, I start feeling guilty, because my gallery is so empty/filled with old not so great pictures. I even have some decent ones on my computer that I've just been too lazy to upload. Although I'm not sure how many decent ones, I can't really remember right now which ones I've scanned. And there are more unscanned in my sketchbook. I really need to get on the ball. With that, and cleaning my room, finding a job, etc. Instead I sit and read and draw and play starcraft. I've got to read the entire Harry Potter series in about ten days now, in preperation for book seven. Which is not so bad, as they're quick reads, the first three especially so. But I also made the mistake of checking out a bunch of books from the library that are due around the same time. And most of them are from the new arrivals section so I can't recheckthem. But I've actually finished two out of three of those, I'm still not sure if the third one is any good yet, and the really big fourth one is not new, so can be rechecked. If that made any sense at all.
One of them was Armageddon's Children, and while Terry Brooks isn't my favorite writer, he's still pretty good, and I've been waiting for this book for a long time. The jacket claims that longtime readers are in for a dramatic surprise, but seriously. I saw this coming from miles away. Still, I'm glad he finally started writing it. And disappointed that it's going to take more than one book to be over. Dunno why I'm surprised, though, he seems to be sort of addicted to trilogies.
filling out the now doing list reminded me. Die Hard is an awesome movie. I am ashamed that I had not seen them before now. Although really I've only seen the first one. But plans have been made to watch the second and third tonight.
I should sleep.
But I'm not going to.
Bob's house has a reputation of really good breakfasts.
We shall see.