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She walks in beauty, like the night Of cloudless climes and starry skies; And all that's best of dark and bright Meet in her aspect and her eyes: Thus mellow'd to that tender light Which heaven to gaudy day denies.

Wednesday, March 14, 2007

sketchie in progress...

colored sketch

...i love this laptop :]

edit: It's amazing that I have 7 years of my life on here. It's kind of funny to see that my sense of humor hasn't changed, my typing has gotten a bit better, and I've matured enough that i don't laugh every time some one says boobies.

maybe one day I'll re-read these all in order and make some crappy movie out of it...

*shrugs*

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