Living in sin

I might have a problem. Like record addiction problem. I'm not joking right now. It's quite serious. Do you have any idea how much money I already spent? No. And you don't want to know. This is why my family asking about any and all smoking, drinking, drugs, whatever else they come up with is silly. After all the records and concert tickets I have no money left. It's insane. It will probably come to a point where I'll need some sort of rehab. I got these four this week...

I have a thing about first press. Not only it's better but most on my wish list wasn't reissued anyways. So finding records in near mint condition at a normal price gets me really excited. You know what I also hate? Scratches, scruff marks, ring wear...my friends call me vinyl nazi hah. It's really not so bad but I am a bit...uhm...precise when it comes to my records. What? Music is important to me of course I keep my records in best condition. I haven't had time to listen to these yet, been feeling sick, trying to study which proved to be extremly difficult and with a raging headache I can't enjoy them as loud as they deserve. So I've been patiently waiting.

After a week of raining there was finally some sunshine here today. Been missing warm and sunny weather so much. So I went for a longer walk despite the headache and sickness and let me tell you something. It felt great. There's nothing quite like the sun after a week of rain. Also it felt great to just lie in the grass and watch the clouds. Sometimes relaxing in the nature far away from any and all people feels so great. I don't know maybe it's me but my people tolerance lately is below zero...here's a little quick pic I have to share...

Here's to another friday where I'll stay home alone and feel sorry for myself. Sick, tired, not in the mood for any type of fun. Looks like I really am getting old huh? If this stupid sickness doesn't let go of me soon I'll snap and something will happen I promise you that much. But I suppose all is good for something. I managed to finish another drawing this week. I've done more drawings in the past two months then I did in the entire last year. Feels good. I love art, I want to do more and get better at it. Some parts at least, ears, mouths, hands. Maybe eventually I could even draw a building or a garden but let's not get ahead of ourselves, heh.

This one, Michael Malarkey, took me about nine hours to finish, technical pencil for the tiny details and a B2 graphite pencil along with the while pen and a dry eraser. I had some trouble with the eyes because of the way the face is turned. But you know I love a challenge. Except you make it an animal or nature or a city...then I don't love it. Hah. I know I know it's about time I pull myself together and do something about it. I'm such a sad excuse for an artist if I can't draw everything but just specific things. How does that work anyway? That's it. I'm getting some artist books and I will study, like I did with all the rest. How hard can it be really? Alright that would be all, I'm going back to bed and rewatching the last Supernatural episode. My god that was intense huh? Still can't believe what happened. Sick. I loved it tho, such a great episode. At the end of the season. But of course so I can live with yet another clif hanger like in Walking dead. NO I AM NOT OKAY about this. *sigh* y'all take care, hope your friday night turns out to be far better then mine. Stay safe, see you on monday.

P.S. Take a look at this totally bitchin beer bottle cap necklace I made out of Iron Maiden's beer. Fucking awesome aye.