'Twas the night before Christmas, when all through dA,
Not a troll was stirring, nor Grinch in his sleigh.
Deviations were hung in digital Galleries with care,
In hopes that +Favourites soon would be there.
The n00bs were nestled all snug in their beds,
While visions of Daily Deviations danced in their heads.
And Fella in his 'kerchief, and spyed (https://www.deviantart.com/spyed) with his night-light,
Had just settled down to log-off for the night,
When over in the Forums there arose such a clatter,
Fella sprang back online to see what was the matter.
To the browser window he flew like a flash,
Tore open the tabs and refreshed the cache.
When what to his art-loving ey
Hi ladys and gents, I just read that the deviant shop closes.
I bought a hoodie there not long ago, it was expensive but super awesome.
I have never worn such a fluffy warm hoodie.
I can't imagine how I could've made it through winter without it. : )
... but my keychain had 2 little scratches when I took it out of the package.
So hoody: yay!, keychain: yeah whatever, only a couple o' bucks.
Go check'em out.
"Victory at all costs, victory in spite of all terror, victory however long and hard the road may be; for without victory, there is no survival." -Winston Churchill
"To improve is to change; to be perfect is to change often." -Winston Churchill
I've been surfing Bestgore and found a comment about a massrape war crime in WWII.
That, plus all the other videos I saw on there, made me upset enough to draw another painting.
This time, I did what I did with "devotion", but I did it all at once. Too bad it was around 4 in the morning and I only got two hours of sleep before I had to get up again.
I don't feel too weak. My testosterone levels didn't drop significantly, for as much as I can tell, and I feel charged, more aware. Like a tiger that got out of the cage for the first time after months and attacked fiercly.
I am alive. This is my planet and I will have a family of my own!
Don