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                <title>Let this be a new beginning</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 26 Feb 2009 15:30:23 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Well I've been unemployed for a while, stagnating and doing absolutely nothing with my life aside for fixing up my house some. I Hope that now that I've expelled some of my negativity from my private life I can concentrate on things like work and art. Maybe those two things will be one in the same who knows. I plan to implement my Wacom tablet in Photoshop and maybe even Illustrator. I might be upgrading my comp, allowing me to use these programs as intended without a half second wait per brush stroke. This will hopefully allow me to produce some art for you all to enjoy in the relatively soon future.<br /><br />Pessimism sucks, even though it might help when investing, don't be pessimistic normally.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~TheNiceGuy</author>
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                <title>Why can't I just be content with what I have?</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 04 Feb 2008 23:15:38 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I guess this big ole heart I have just needs someone to love.<br />/<br />I really like my job, and things are slowly moving along. <br />\<br />I found I still really miss my father, I guess that'll never change, everyday that I do my best at whatever I did that day I feel a personal pride, but that all came from him. He never wanted anything from me, just to grow up happy, and to do what I thought was the right thing. <br />/<br />I need to learn how to pat myself on the back.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Reversal of the Negativity</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 31 Oct 2007 10:22:51 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ It's not NEW news but I've a job now, and well everything in general is looking up. I'm finishing up my last class for my associates, and it's a fun photojournalism class, though I need to stop putting off doing the work. I've been so busy hanging out and enjoying life lately it's been great. I think I'm going to slow down a bit though because I don't want to burn though all my cash and all my energy. I've been meeting new people having new experiences and getting a bunch of old EVC group drama out of the way. Chris, my room mate, finally got himself a job and so my month of supporting his brokeness is finally over. I try not to bug him to much about money issues but my mother (his landlord) bugs me about it every other day. So Chris is going to be busy and employed and that's good, X-tal and Marisol drama is almost concluded, and I'm hanging out with some new girls on a regular basis. It's like everything that previously sucked has ceased to be. Of course this makes Chris nice and jealous because he still has crappy things happen to him but he'll get through it. <br />
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I am still trying to find a place that will develop my black and white film and scan it at a decent resolution for cheap. I've found a bunch of places but they are all for professionals and it's like 20$+ a roll ... Nuts to that. I've got 9 rolls of undeveloped film, so I don't feel like dropping 200$ :-/ <br />
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Ohh and Kudos to everyone out there that makes me smile. You know who you are <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)" /><br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>And so it all falls into place</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 17 Sep 2007 11:23:40 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ .. Last class, Photo Journalism then I'm out of that place. Thinking maybe BMCC for design class or something afterwards. Ohh and Chris is moving in with us.. so that's going to create a whole bunch of interesting umm points of interests or something. <br />
Time to get organized kick my ass into second gear and like get shit done.<br />
I hopefully will be drawing more neat pencil drawings in the near future but I need to fix two sinks, a bath tub seal , and clean the garage, move stuff from a room into that garage , and then move my friend into that room. all by like Tuesday.. I should always paint the bathroom ceiling as its majorly chipping.. :-/ <br />
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300 the movie is a visual experience unparalleled in its magnitude so far. I finally saw it, and I think it was the square root of awesome.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>You! Yes You. Stand still laddy</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 28 Jul 2007 00:07:22 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I'm now 22 as of today.<br />
I'm down right now, because a year ago I was trying to make sure I wouldn't be in the same position I was then, a year later. I still am in the same position a year later. The things that saddens me is that I'm lacking this drive, I haven't a true reason to do anything it seems, I'm just surviving from day to day keeping myself entertained until I pass out and bring about the next day. I resent this existence, but can not will myself to want more, because I can't see what it is that I want out of life. I have everything I could want out of life right now, a loving family, good friends, and no stress. I'm living a continual vacation with the ever nagging knowledge that my time is ticking away and eventually all of it will come to an end. Almost all my self respect is gone. I seem that I have no urge to attend college anymore, but I love being in the classes. I feel I've given up on myself and as much as I want to succeed, that montage of progressive good things that leads to my personal success just isn't starting. Each day I wake up it's the same. <br />
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It's not my father's fault, as he had no decision in his untimely demise, but as my father passed I lost a large part of my heart and soul. It wasn't his death that ravaged me though.. it was the long time I spent with him before his death. his fight against cancer spanned years, and each day I was there watching him get weaker and weaker, and not being able to do anything about it. I'm a very caring, empathetic, and loving man and as he was wasting away before me I couldn't help but feel miserable. I was told it's allright and it's the natural way etc, and so I never felt bad particularly that he died, but each day he was alive and living with me but yet not being able to be my father, the man I grew looking up to and never saw the weak side of, was a day that I had shut my heart off a little more. I would not bear the fact that he was this weak shell of his former self. I could not bear the responsibility thrust upon me. I was not ready.<br />
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I have not regained the dreaming self I once was. I lost a big part of myself with my father. I lost the aspirations, I lost the desire, the drive, the passion... The days have turned to a collection of grays now. I'm not bitter, hate, resent,or have other harsh feelings. But I can't dream or wish, or desire something better. I'm stuck in a pit of indifference. It's like my father died, and I am touring purgatory. <br />
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This Birthday, I had not one thing to request from anyone. Well I wish I could still dream, I wish I could still hope, I wish I could still desire, I wish I could... find someone to make me want to be a better person again.<br />
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I wonder if this tops the other journal entry in making me sound emo or something. I'm just typing it out as I discover out why I feel like crud, via introspecting. <br />
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And if you want to blame anyone for the long journal entry, let it be the 7-11 guy who dropped the last taquito as I ordered it. Honestly if you have tongs specifically designed for holding something and still manage to drop it when just standing there... uggh fuckin retard<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Status report Captain</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 11 Jun 2007 01:56:12 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Well same ole, same ole, sameness <br />
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I think I'm finally ready to try Drawing those people that have requested a portrait of themselves<br />
that means you Circleoflight and Deaths-discomfort. <br />
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Dreeft 's request is barely done.<br />
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Visshet still hasn't requested something, or did and I didn't write it down? <br />
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Shell4art 's request is a tough one and I've got little to show so far.<br />
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Blackice 's request is basicly complete<br />
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Joker-vincent-tailor 's request turned into me drawing a girl at the beach instead of a girl at the pond dancing.<br />
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Ryu-mithril 's request is a complicated one involving a story being completed and then hopefully I'll do an awesome fan fiction pic from it<br />
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Gazoogleheimer 's request I honestly believe is out of my capabilities.<br />
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Cryolysis requested a pineapple, and about halfway through sketching it I noticed the little spinies were facing the wrong direction.. that's what I get for never using a reference for anything I do.. <br />
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Other then those requests I've gotten a few that didn't seem to be so serious, or were of subjects I thought were taboo. <br />
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I've drawn some random other stuff, but I don't think I'm putting it up on DA as it's boring stuff like a vitamin water bottle and a guy with an afro shooting out of a car and other stuff of the sort.<br />
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Rawhide84 is out on her road trip trucking across the US once again, but I didn't get to say farewell one last time before she left. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/f/frown.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":(" title=":( (Sad)" /> Well she knows I wish her the best so no biggie.<br />
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Cut up a pair of old really baggy pants with holes in them and am goign to make a curtain out of them for my basement window. Yes I'm aware that sounds stupid but regular curtains are to long, and the smaller ones don't have the width. Plus I want the pants material so I can just throw in the washing machine when it gets dirty, because that area gets dirty farily fast *well it's more that I just don't ever clean the window sill. <br />
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I wish you guys would bug me to hurry up on your requests or something to get me really going on them.. but I guess you weren't expecting much from me in the first place and didn't actually think it would ever happen. <br />
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I wish I could find someone in New York city that wanted to bike ride with me.. just going around seeing new places or something.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>The tell all journal entry</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 23 May 2007 19:24:37 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Well I've been trying to avoid becoming down by keeping myself occupied drawing stuff for people. It makes them happy, it makes me happy, but I'm left not confronting the problems I have, namely being such a deadbeat. Staying at home, with no job, and no school I'm just wasting my life away, and it eats me up just a little more each day. I started lying to myself a long while back how I was really trying to fix the situation, but I wasn't.  Soon I started lying to others how I was in the process of fixing things. If it's one thing I hate more then anything it's being dishonest. So here I go venting some honesty. <br />
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First off I never checked around for a new college to transfer to after I obtained my Associates from LaGuardia Community college until recently, and even so I did a half assed job, I'm hoping I can go for a bachelors in graphic design, or something of the sort that would allow me to utilize my passion in art. Other then being what I want to do, I really can't see me working in another field, I can't see me doing anything but sales, but my overly huge heart with my stupid morals makes me feel bad whenever selling someone something they don't need.<br />
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The most major problem I have is my job situation. I'm unemployed and this is due to my own lack of motivation. I live with my mother and sister in the family house and since my mothers income is so low she can't afford the mortgage on the house and all the other bills and everything at once. My sister contributes a little, but it is by far not enough. This means with each month we accumulate a bit more debt. I go through the days spending no money, because I have none and this means I get to learn how to cook foods out of what is available, which I'm grateful for because my culinary skill is vastly better then a year ago. I previously was looking online for jobs about 3 times a week and sent out a bunch of resumes and cover letters. Recently I've stopped doing even that, I've replace my time on Craigslist and hotjobs and other sites with thumbsshare and talking with my friends. So now I'm completely self defeated. I have no problems against working which is the weird part, I just have no determination to get out of the house and search for a job. I honestly don't even feel part of my society. <br />
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I'm an outcast of the social network. I've detached myself from popular culture long ago and I don't really have anything in particular that I can associate myself with, like music, or a TV show, or anything. I guess you can say I'm an artist, but everything I do comes just as easily to me as anything else I do. I don't try extra hard to do anything. I like trying everything in art from photography, vector, photomaniping, drawing, painting it's all the same to me. I don't have a preference other then the time it takes me to do something and its material availability. I feel like I have a passion for art, but just art undefined, because I can't say I particularly want to be a great pencil artist, or a great photographer. In today's specialized world though, being a jack of all trades doesn't mean anything, because employers want one person who can do a specific job really good, and they'll get another person to do a different job.<br />
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I spend almost my entire day at the computer if I'm not taken away by my friends to do something with them. They come over often enough and go outside, play video games, and go out smoking hookah. It allows me to keep my mind off being a complete degenerate, but as happy as I feel I still feel utterly empty at the end of the day. Sometimes the better I feel hanging out the worse I feel afterwards because I punish myself for enjoying the day when I really shouldn't be. I think another reason I feel so miserable is the fact that I don't have a person in my life loving me. Having a girlfriend for 3+ years made me real comfortable with the feeling of companionship and since we've broken up however many months ago I have been on a roller coaster of different feelings. <br />
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Initially I was cool with her and just decided to part our ways and still be friends which was working out quite fine. It seemed like she was dating this friend of ours and I said I was ok with it to both of them, I just wanted to know if they were, because they were both coming over to my house to hang out. They both lied to me and I wound up finding out via Instant message logs. So I confront my ex on it and said they were both banned from my house. Months afterwards I relived the ban and was in decent terms with my ex but still never had her over. When I requested she come over to pick up all the stuff that she left here it seemed she was avoiding me. This angered me, and I eventually wound up blowing up on her and blocking her on instant messenger and etcetera, but after realizing that that doesn't solve anything I unblocked her once again and invited her over once again. To this day her stuff remains at my... ]]></description>
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                <title>Just a little disclaimer</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 15 May 2007 19:35:21 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Just so you know, I'm not liable for any disappointment you may recieve for not enjoying anything I've done. All images presented herein are presented as is, for the predetermined fee arranged prior during intial conference. Users accessing images for free via use of internet, agree to withold any right to not enjoy. Any attempts to allocate the fault onto parties other then yourself, during the transaction of visual stimulization, will lead in a counter trial where aforementioned dissapointment will be returned back to you with full penalty the courts allow.<br />
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I didn't want that emo journal entry up there anymore so I decided to put this up. For I lack any real news<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Gradual degradation of soul</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 12 May 2007 21:53:37 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Slowly losing hold of<br />
my resiliance to depression. <br />
The will to do better is undoubtivly<br />
long gone, replaced by indifference.<br />
Each day I go on with no change<br />
everything remains the same.<br />
Any visit by the few friends,<br />
brings enjoyment for the moment.<br />
Only a time to glance away,<br />
From the void that fills me daily<br />
Lie to yourself about aspirations,<br />
soon you don't even want to fight.<br />
Feeling down is pointless,<br />
but if you've headed no where,<br />
it's hard to reflect and be happy.<br />
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I still need a job.<br />
I still miss my father.<br />
I still miss companionship<br />
I still am rambling about crap<br />
Sorry for being so Emo everyone<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Smurf the Smurfing Smurfers</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 05 May 2007 18:34:05 PDT</pubDate>
                
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                <title>Quiz time!</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 19 Apr 2007 13:22:49 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ You can all ask me 3 questions ...<br />
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Any three, no matter how personal, private, or random.<br />
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I have to answer them honestly<br />
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In turn, you have to post this message in your own journal and you have to answer the questions that are asked to you ...<br />
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So ask away ...<br />
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And you might win, a BRAND NEW WINNEBAEGO! <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/smile.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":)" title=":) (Smile)" /><br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>A whole lotta nothin</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 05 Apr 2007 11:36:35 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Not a lot's going on aside from my windows being reinstalled allowing me to use my scanner once again. More deviations on the way, so I decided to clean up my current gallery some. Deleted about 12 deviations and 20+ scraps... I got to much stuff on this sight : )<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Desire minus purpose equals...</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 28 Feb 2007 23:47:57 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I'm at what seems to be a stale time in my life, and for every bit of me that wants to accomplish something there is another that says I should do something else productive but ultimately not what I set out to do. Here I am still jobless, and it's becoming ever more clear to me the type of job I want to get I'm just not qualified for. So I guess it's temporary job search time, horray!<br />
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Learning how to use Adobe Illustrator at the moment and it's fairly frustrating. It seems like the program was designed to annoy me or something but I am getting results and am getting more used to the way things work and will start branching off into completing various tutorials soon after completing my first all vector picture.<br />
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Bit lonely now, hurt from my ex girlfriend, things at home aren't as peachy as one would like, wish my mother was doing better seems like everyday she gets something wrong with her i guess that's just old age.<br />
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I miss my father<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Irgiggitblah</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 17 Aug 2006 00:01:31 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ As i grow more confident in my abilities, I question the cause in drawing more.<br />
It seems I draw for pleasure alone but then why do I post the drawings on the internet and feel saddened when so very few people acknoledge it. I don't want to go out seeking useless pageviews just to say I have a certain number. I guess I'm more looking for someone to care in my improvements and more over just care about me. The thoughts I house are disticnt and only I have them, for me I hold them to high reguard and wish someone out there would also. In class I may run free with likewise intelectualy stimulated individuals but when the class is done the nessity of thought is gone and most resume thier lives as do I. I do perfer being in the state of the minds activity sometimes, just as I perfer to be in a drunken stupor sometimes. Moderation and such.<br />
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I figure this is enough rambling for now. ]]></description>
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                <title>LOOK at my stuff : )</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 15 Oct 2004 09:18:22 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Helloz.. Just to say, unlike most  people I actually have works in the  scrap section! <br />
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It's of stuff I havn't touched yet  becuse of my laziness.. heh .. lazy ..<br />
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Some of it is just the origianl non  colored pencil version .<br />
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Ok most of it is...  well enjoy.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/p/poke.gif" width="44" height="14" alt=":poke:" title="Poke!" /><br />
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<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/sleepy.gif" width="15" height="30" alt=":sleepy:" title="Sleepy" /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Non Samus</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 12 Oct 2004 20:31:42 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I figured I'd throw in a non Samus  related pic.<br />
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I have a bunch of different stuff that  I drew, <br />
but I got into this little fit of only  scanning and<br />
editting my samus pics. <br />
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So I'll start throwing in some regular  drawings. ]]></description>
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