Last we heard everyone was fine, which means that I am now allowed to let myself feel sick and freaked out. I like to save this sort of thing for after the crisis, you understand- once there's actually time to indulge in weakness. But for the past few hours while I was busy being "Meh, I'm sure everything's fine," I channeled my energies into this:
|Guess who discovered how frickin' easy it is to create a pattern?|
It actually sprang from this doodle in my sketchbook:
|Is my underdrawing showing?|
which I did while Nathan and I were watching Scrubs after dinner. I'd originally planned to do some rewriting, but my brain was not in the right zone. But hey- if you can't be disciplined one way, be disciplined in another, right? Right.
Speaking of which, I'm about to cut waaaay back on the refined sugar. Just as soon as we finish off the last of the cupcakes...