Well… I submitted a WIP and WHERE IS IT? - Er hang on, it just occurred to me that it might still be in the waiting list. How long does it normally take? Because it's been there for about a month, and I'm getting worried; Did I pack enough food for the long journey to the front page? Will it be accepted into the great heaven of… erm… 64Digits? Will thinking ever ACTUALLY do anything? - No, I need to take action!
And now for the YAY: I have Photoshop CS3 Extended! It's a hell of a beast, Ram-wise, and I resent that… alot. But it's pretty damn cool. At this point I can't say if it's worth the scary price tag (Google it - if you have a strong heart!), but I can say it very useful for photography… and putting George Bush's head on other people's bodies (after doing a bit of research, it seems that's what most people use it for anyway). So without any further achoo *a jew * I do * (how do you spell adue or whatever it is?), I give you George Bush and Tony Blair! - My first Photoshop creations!
Aww, bless their little… retarded… faces!EDIT: I just remembered that my computer can write stories, feel free to laugh at them, my computer likes the attention:
Quote: Teh Computerz
StoryOnce upon a time, Cam's rupture nagged an imperfect bonfire.the injury relished the company of the horse.the ferry tempted a fridge.the pan unleashed the kid.the available drink misunderstood Leeroy's beer.a bandit knitted a dolphin.the key charted an underdog.the workman hacked Tim's pool.the odor obscured the vision of the bizarre canoe.the aloof car blew the lunatic.the cheese cursed a drink.an imported ransom repulsed the cheese.Murray's bruise seduced Karl's sausage.the victim talked to the slave.the aardvark rushed an ambitious junk.the aborigine quivered at the thought of Pat's callous bandit.the hairstyle seduced a coffin.the car trembled at the thought of Xena's bumpy eye.John's slave smiled at the sausage.the movie radiated Dylan's backpack.the road blew John's bedding.Sam's dolphin praised the aromatic dog.a kiwi replaced the assorted band.the ransom thanked the chair.the industrious pet napped beside a muscles.the dinner punctured the pills.the bonfire schooled the car.the boiling bullet cooled Cameron's backpack.the airport uncapped the absurd pan.a chair trashed the unbelievable ruler.an omen tiled the politics.Cameron's dress sang to a finger.the hamper burnt a lid.the brick polluted the imperfect tag.the governor unlocked the pulp.the health restored the face.the ship ommited the absorbing machine gun.the zone bottled the bruise.a canopy invested in the species.Princess's abdomen staged the absurd dock.a dancer swam with the hobo.the spectator exitted the suburb.the dolphin joked around with Cameron's fast x-ray.the baby prescribed to the barrel.the jail nibbled Tom's face.the breezy key spewed Caspar's cre.Murray's this spat on the chair.John's alike species napped beside the garage.the plaster overturned the ruler.the horse tired of a cap.
the time it normally takes doesnt apply since the sites been messed up/offline for a while
yes, but a month is a long time.
It had been on for a couple of weeks prior to the site going on, so mmm.Don't complain,tis just the way of 64D
whaaah.