Groan. Here I am, working my magic:
Side note- living a basically solitary life has rendered my wardrobe choices unchecked. I wear whatever I want every day without considering who will see me, and I really feel that I'm tapping into my inner free fashion spirit that died a bit when I was a kid and realised people say things that make you want keep your true colors tucked away. I'm having a wardrobe revolution!
Here is my Blue Gill, all finished. Not terrible, but I was getting super frustrated with my airbrush and made several mistakes. I really don't like airbrushing.
I do like fish teeth though.
Finished Perch. This one turned out better than the rest.
And here is my finished Rainbow Trout:
There's some amusing graffiti about a mile from the cabin. Oh, kids. I wonder what they do out here? Smoke weed and spray paint abandoned buildings I guess.
I'd like to think that if I ever had children, I would raise them out in the country...but judging from the ever-present meth problem out here, and lack of teen-oriented activities, I wonder if it's really any better than the city. I take that back, actually. I'll bet there are teen-oriented activities but I just don't know any teens.
I went home and worked out, then reconnected with an old friend on the phone. Movie du jour was "Whatever Works" which was surprisingly delightful, and I have to admit that Evan Rachel Skank is actually great in it. So good in fact, that I forgot it was her.
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