Regularity...

I finally have nothing to do... sort of.

Therefore, scribble time... too much on paper, and it's all a couple hours away by train. Rubbish...

Hopefully, I'll be able to get a few sketches up each month and get round to finishing Imperator. Perhaps I'll put up Zama at some point.

Bah...

Perpetually tired...

Y'know, I really should stop going to sleep to the BBC World Service... not healthy.

Still not enough time in the day to get everything that I want done. I need to write up, I need to bioassay, I need to distill, I need to column, I need to... oh bollocks to this, I'm going to sleep. *hrk*

I need a new story idea to keep me amused. *sigh* I really should develop that Emperor in Germany idea more. Time for yet more history research that I claim never to do...

At last...

Two out of three obtained...

Blend one = made, trial, looks OK.

Anyway, something goes well for once, though unfortunately, haven't written anything this week at all. I'll dredge up a sketch from somewhere. Maybe a transcription of another Imperator one, with violence this time. Oh, I know, Ilipa.

Triumph

Right... uh, no Kaiser stuff, this one just came rather suddenly to me on Wednesday. Yes, yet another conversation, but one that ends everything rather well... well, for me, anyway. Needs more work, might re-order a few bits.

Here you go:

Triumph

Deliveries...

So... when am I going to get my bloody compounds?!

And now, thank god I don't need to do propargyl alcohol oxidation... someone would've been really pissed off if I messed that up (me excluded).

Frederick, then for this evening... argument with Otto, I'm thinking... we'll see...

A thought...

*sigh*

Drawn a bit too much to depressing stories at the moment. Been thinking of 'Shadowlands'...

Someone's always got to die. Anyway, what to write next (when I'm not gaming, that is). Uh, oh, Emperor in Germany, think I'll get a couple of sketches going for that.

Lots of research required, though...

Ah well, we'll see.

Bubi

Grumble...

First post in... dear lord, fourteen months... ish.

I think I'll get a sketch done while I'm relaxing with my folks... or at least try to.

And oh... how odd, watching Ergo Proxy again, oh how I wish to write a discourse on a Rousseau essay... yeah, not going to happen...