There.
It's over.
10 pages of favorites and watches, all thanked.

_{Luckily, it was alot of the same people. YOU GUISE}

At the last page, however, dA stopped letting me post my love on peoples' pages. If I never got to you, I probably went to your page and faved at least one thing in your gallery, if you had anything in there.
I'd have told you in a comment, but dA must think I'm spamming people.
SORRYY



To everyone I missed:

The first 10 people who comment on this journal will get a sketch, free. However, in return, you must offer 10 free sketches in your own journal.

01 - I will NOT draw your request until I see this in your journal.
02 - In your comment, include a link to a reference picture of the character you want me to draw. Or write me a description.
03 - Only one character per person- Remember, this is FREE.

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Apparently
I can't not have an ego because I have 19 pages of favorites on my stuff that I still haven't thanked people for.

Would I be a douchebag if I cheated and thanked them all in a journal instead of going to each profile individually and pasting the usual




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Yes? No?

Tagged by

1. Post these rules.
2. Each tagged person must post 8 things about themselves on their journal.
3. At the end, you have to choose and tag 8 people and post their icons on the same journal.
4. Go to their pages and send a message saying you tagged them.
5. No tag-backs!


1. I look very Irish, but I'm actually 'supposedly' more Spanish than Irish. Hurm.

2. I really like tomatoes. Ketchup, Spaghetti sauce, tomato soup, raw tomatoes.

3. I like to read Romance novels. The ones with all the 'heaving bosoms' and stuff.

4. Wigs are appropriate to wear to anything. No matter the colour or style -- as long as you real hair isn't visible.

5. My whole family is extremely religious, and somehow, my two brothers and I turned out quite the opposite, despite going to Catholic schools all our lives.

6. I am extremely afraid of spiders and cockroaches. If I see one, I have fits of spasms and run screaming to the other side of the house, even if it's 2 AM and I'm taking a piss.

7. I sometimes forget to bathe. Yes, I know it's disgusting but there's always something better to do. Like sleep or read dirty fanfi-- I MEAN, DRAW POR-- oh fuck it, I'm a pervert.

8. I'm very un-girly. My parents forced girliness upon me when I was younger, so I now am practically a man with tits and vagoo. And red toenails. Because boys can have pretty toes too.

I TAG:



and 3 more people who wish to do it
because I don't really know many people on here.
Bawwwwww.

Actually, mine was on the 3rd, but I was at Epcot.
All the people had accents and were like "OOHHHH HAPPY BIRTHDAY SHANNON!" cause they made me wear a pin with a cake and my name on it.

I got a Beatles lunchbox from the UK, Kakashi plush from Japan and some perfume and lotion from France. (Countries in Epcot, of course)

In the UK, there were these three street actors who performed an abridged version of King Arthur and the Holy Grail, picking a couple people from the audience to be characters. The guy they picked to be King Arthur didn't speak English and just repeated with they said. In the middle of the play, he GOT UP AND LEFT. It was pretty great.

We ate in France and the waiters BOMBARDED ME WITH A HAPPY BIRTHDAY SONG. There had to be at least 10 of them singing, it was fucking crazy. Then a dude came up with Ratatouille on a plate and sang to us in French. He looked just like Ryan Stiles.

In Japan, there was a sweet little lady who told us a story and taught some Japanese words to us. There was a part where we had to act like squid and as she passed us she went "Bye-bye squid! Bye bye -- ooh, birthday squid!"

Random people I didn't know and that weren't employees wished me a happy birthday, so that made up for alot of stressful stuff that happened.

No longer can I feel my feet and my head.



TL;DR - I went to Epcot on my birthday and alot of stuff happened.