I've just gone beyond procrastination,

I call it hyper-procrastination. I'm sure theres a post-modernism joke in there. But now that I've finished my essay, and tidied my room all there really is left for me to do is my actual work. Instead however I decided to paint myself white, because that totally had to be done.

Next time I promise I will have actually, maybe of done some work.

I'm really bored

And I want to make some meringue or mayonnaise, unfortunately I don't have any eggs so neither of these boredom strategies are on the table. I could walk over to my desk and do some drawing, but that would require leaving my bed and walking over to my desk. Whats more satisfying than meringue or mayonnaise, which you can make without eggs.

On time

I worked and experimented, and didn't waste my days deliberately by watch biggest loser, or something equally as trashy, and I've actually completed something which I like, and managed to stick to the deadline I set myself. So here are two editorials based around the history of surgery. 
The first one is about going into the brain, and lobotomies.

And the second one is the history of reconstructive facial surgery.

Charbusiness abuse

Right current project actually nearly finished. Just though I'd share the brilliant abuse I'd been putting people who are kind enough to let me take a picture of through.

This makes me smile

MEH

This was meant to be good, but something happened as it was being made, and all the goodness dissolved away!
Oh well maybe I'll do something good tomorrow!

I'm sorry

But who the hell is designing these mannequins, because I have a feeling it may be someone who had never been around an actual person, who has proper moving limbs. and is lucky enough to have evolved so they can actually stand up with out losing their balance.