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God damn I am such an ass with deadlines
Flit, hold your head up.
there must be an angel playing with my heart or something
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this is going to be the title of my next exhibition
thanks guy.
Perhaps I should learn colour theory first. Or how to draw from imagination at all.
New resolution: try and draw something from imagination at least once a week.
What exactly is hard about them?
http://gimpology.com/submission/view/how_to_outline_text
but I can't work out how to select the text I've created. I get as far as "open tool options and click Create Path Along Text" but that option isn't appearing for me.
If the "doodle" you posted is any indication, I'd say you're managing.
Make your text layer, use the color select tool (it's a finger pointing to a blue, red, and green bar), and click one of the letters (directly on the letter, not the space around it).
Go to select->invert in the menu. Pick your border color and go to edit->fill with FG color.
Now go to select->shrink, input the size of border you want, and whack enter (or click the OK button).
Now press delete. A border!
edit: Though that ends up looking a bit ugly. I'll run through that tutorial again and see if I can help you figure out the part you got stuck on.
Steam handle: Buckwolfe
You can also drag a tab to that little bar just above the arrow to dock it.
On Thursday I finally made it into Boston, specifically Allston, to visit a friend. Actually he was the only friend of mine, of which there are very few, who actually wanted to hang out, and made the fucking time to do so. Up until then, I hadn't had any physical contact with any of my friends in six months. Six fucking months! It was a pretty great day overall. I hung out with my buddy, Dave. We had sesame chicken from Canton for lunch (a particular dish I've been jonesing for in a big way, for as many months.) Then we picked up a 12 pack of PBR (I know that its shit, but its cheap and it gets the job done eventually), and just hanged out at his apartment; shooting the shit, catching up, and sharing hilarious videos we've found online.
Dave is equally shameless, and brutally honest about whatever the fuck is on his mind, just like me. Neither one of us gives a shit what anyone else thinks about what we say, or think, which are usually one in the same.
The whole thing was refreshing, and cathartic. It was something that I super fucking needed. But now I want to go back into the city again. Like, immediately. I was starved of physical contact with any of my few friends for half a year, and I got a brief buzz off of hanging out for a few hours. Now I feel like I need another social fix in a big, big way. its almost maddening.
I miss the few friends in that area I had made. I actually feel sick being isolated against my will, like I am. I almost wish I hadn't gone into the city, and had a great fucking day, because now I want more.
Steam handle: Buckwolfe
What's your subject?
Subject? I don't have any specific subject, most of the time. I try to force myself to draw specific things from time to time, but generally I'm content if I can just sit and draw anything at all.
Today, though, I'm feeling very frustrated, and unsatisfied with anything I manage to scribble.
I'm sure alot of it has to do with the above post.
EDIT - Actually, I guess there is a specific subject. I'm drawing caterpillars. That counts, right?
Steam handle: Buckwolfe
Why are you isolated against your will?
I have this dream last night. I'm just sitting around minding my own business. And then somehow, I find this package. Like a big shipping envelope, and it's open, so I peek inside. It looks like a document of some kind. Except it's printed on...linen?? Twenty or thirty sheets of linen, cut into maybe 10-20" pieces.
So I pull out this document which is printed on linen and I start to read it. It's a memo. From Tube to I think the moderators. Ornate stitching and calligraphy head each paragraph. I can't remember the content. Something about an accident or a tragedy or something. Any way, in walks tube.
Except I don't know what tube actually looks like so what I see in my dream is like this hedgehog-faced body builder guy. And then he started yelling at me and beating me up with a guitar, and that was when I woke up.
That's what you get for trying to read our mail, you son of a bitch!
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You're all terrible.
You're terrible.
Bah! I lost my job back in February. Wasn't able to find anything stable in the meanwhile. Couldn't afford even the most meager of bills. Lease was going to end anyway. So August first I had to pack up my shit, and move back in with my mum, grandma, and little sister in the inbred, backwards-ass town of Norwood, where I went to high school. Even as small as this backwards podunk town is, we still manage to live on the outskirts. I say 'isolated,' but its not like I'm in fucking Siberia, or one of the Poles. Although I'd probably prefer any of those places above this shit-hole. Its nothing but a small suburban town, with delusions of grandeur, and backwards fucking politics. It has zero to fucking offer, and is full of inbred 'native' families. Its just that there's nothing of substance here, and even if there were, I'd have no way of getting there anyway.
Steam handle: Buckwolfe
Everyone, and this chat are terrible. There.
End of that discussion.
Steam handle: Buckwolfe
I may be terrible, but this chat is still terrible.
I think I can live with this arrangement.
C'est mal.