tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-53518501587811881612012-02-16T03:56:35.002-08:00BexFlamingohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15422436173577833500noreply@blogger.comBlogger11100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5351850158781188161.post-26875931799669235232007-01-16T08:41:00.000-08:002008-11-15T00:57:54.487-08:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ezRgZvkoOP4/Ra0C-12cvVI/AAAAAAAAAAU/XJCrFdPS9Gs/s1600-h/husky2.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5020672438218571090" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ezRgZvkoOP4/Ra0C-12cvVI/AAAAAAAAAAU/XJCrFdPS9Gs/s320/husky2.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>((I actually wrote it on the second but apparently my blog ain't working so I'm posting my craziness rants again))<br /><br /><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#993399;">The worst thing in the world to happen on a boring saturday night after work.....my scanner is not working!!!! I can sketch and sketch and sketch but do nothing else! Dear god why?! Okay I'm being dramatic but I am in no mood to handcolor anything after 12 hours of brain frying work. If I hear another phone I will cry......more so than now. Hopefully it's it regain consiousness from my beating the tar out of it and work. Where's a preacher? This thing needs prayer, healing and one heck of a miracle. Nothing meant by my ranting. Don't mind me.*goes in a corner and sobs*</span></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5351850158781188161-2687593179966923523?l=pinkflamingos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>BexFlamingohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15422436173577833500noreply@blogger.com7