I was good this morning (I was awake for a whole hour of it), and then into this afternoon when
So yeah.
We had a good time watching this guy throw a Frisbee for his dog. Eventually it broke. The dog was adorable, and we decided that if Matt was a dog, he would look like that dog. I think he said it was half Border Collie and half Australian Shepherd, and it was ridiculously cute. Still need to draw Matt and Brian as puppies. Which means I need to learn how to draw puppies...
First chapter of Perchance to Dream is up, for all interested parties. I've always wanted to classify a fic as "Humor/Angst," and now I finally got my chance. Hooray!
It's so insane to be back in this town after a month away. There's just this soft, zephyr-style breeze, and the sun's out, and we sat in the town square for a while, where the grass is Crayola green, the fountain's running, and just about everyone has either a child or a dog with them. We seriously can't believe how much our hometown looks like a movie set. Suburbia squared. It's almost not really a small town, because of how far up into the hills it goes, but it's convinced that it is, and it has a Main Street of half-ritzy , half-homey stores and a blinding blue sky and a high school facade that's been used in television shows to back it up.
Crazy place.
/nostalgia and brain dribbles