February 08, 2004 :: 2:27 a.m.
I've got a cramp in my pants
Okay, ow. I started working on a drawing, got sucked in, and totally missed the last hour and a half. Suddenly I'm really tired, and my hand... oh, my hand. Poor thing. I tend to hold my pen/pencil very tightly - like the grip of death. And my tablet's pen is treated no differently. The thing is, I don't usually spend hours at a time holding a pen. But I just spent 90+ minutes attempting to squeeze the life out of my tablet pen, and now my right hand is cramped in such a way that my fingers keep curling back into pen-holding position whenever I stop typing. It's very disconcerting, like my fingers have little minds of their own. Also, it hurts. Hence the ow.
Other than the above, my day consisted of hanging out with Adam and playing Beyond Good & Evil - which, by the way, is an excellent game. Highly enjoyable. Tomorrow I need to buckle down and do my Drawing homework. Blech. My intense hatred of art classes does not really bode well for aspirations to art school, does it? I just love how school is able to so effortlessly pervert everything I love.
Bah. You know, I don't know why I even started this. I think I just needed to tell someone how much my hand hurts.
'Night.
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