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116/365 # The art of going backwards
Hmm, well . . . you can probably tell I was not in a very creative mood today. I had to revisit the ol' textures to disguise a bit of a naff shot today.
I don't relly know what else to say about it . . . it's taken me quite a while to get it like this and I'm still nowhere near happy with it.
What the hell. Let's talk about something else.
Work? It was busy and I managed to send confidential data to the wrong place - I wasn't paying attention. Not good though, especially these days where personal data theft is currently high-profile news.
Home? Ben managed to lock himself, Lydia and Joe out of the house by jamming a stick in the lock of our front door. There were bits of stick stuck in the lock and Lydia couldn't get the key in . . . that's m'boy! Bless him, I don't think he means to do these things, he just doesn't think ahead.
I hate to admit it but I thought it was hysterical when Lydia texted me to tell me what Ben had done. Only because I knew that Lydia's mum and dad live in the same street as us so they wouldn't have been stuck outside.
And that's about it really. Hopefully tomorrow I'll have some ideas instead of rehashing ideas from weeks ago eh?
116/365 # The art of going backwards
Hmm, well . . . you can probably tell I was not in a very creative mood today. I had to revisit the ol' textures to disguise a bit of a naff shot today.
I don't relly know what else to say about it . . . it's taken me quite a while to get it like this and I'm still nowhere near happy with it.
What the hell. Let's talk about something else.
Work? It was busy and I managed to send confidential data to the wrong place - I wasn't paying attention. Not good though, especially these days where personal data theft is currently high-profile news.
Home? Ben managed to lock himself, Lydia and Joe out of the house by jamming a stick in the lock of our front door. There were bits of stick stuck in the lock and Lydia couldn't get the key in . . . that's m'boy! Bless him, I don't think he means to do these things, he just doesn't think ahead.
I hate to admit it but I thought it was hysterical when Lydia texted me to tell me what Ben had done. Only because I knew that Lydia's mum and dad live in the same street as us so they wouldn't have been stuck outside.
And that's about it really. Hopefully tomorrow I'll have some ideas instead of rehashing ideas from weeks ago eh?