instead i'll be at my desk

anonymous asked:

people always say to draw with your entire arm instead of your wrist because it usually looks better but i do most of my art at a computer desk and don't have much room and i also have scoliosis which kinda makes me tense up from the pain and it makes me feel as though i'll never be as good as i could be. do you have any advice on how to deal with this?

take breaks every 30 minutes and stretch! look online for some good exercises for someone who has scoliosis, there’s a lot out there. also if you financially can, get yourself a chair thats comfier to sit in for longer periods of time if you don’t have one already, like a small office chair maybe or something similar. if it helps, there’s also those little things that elevate your art at an angle? I’m not sure what they’re called, but its like a desk “easel” basically. that can help you not be hunched over when drawing especially traditionally? 

Three and a half hours at the DMV. Three and a half hours. There was one person working in the whole building, so if a phone call came through or someone went to the front desk instead of taking a number, he had to stop what he was doing to deal with that. On the plus side, my friends came with me to register their vehicles here, and we all made it through the other side and had a victory lunch to celebrate our survival. And I finally have a valid driver’s license again! Phew. No more of that, please.

I left traces of myself everywhere. Not intentionally – not at first.
My scarves hang in your closet; my bobby pins hide in your car. My name is on your keychain, it is scratched into the bottom of the moldings on your wall, and it is on every photo of us, every letter I’ve ever hand written to you, and every book I’ve given you that you didn’t take the time to read. You still have memories of me on your bed, laughing at your desk, laying on your floor, or sitting quietly with your dog.
You still find strands of my hair tucked in the crevices of your notebooks where I drew pictures of us, and our dream home. You still find paper boats and paper airplanes in them, too.
I left traces of myself everywhere. Not intentionally – not at first. Maybe you’ll remember me this way, instead of thinking of her.

Hi, my name is Tom. You may know me from a band or two. My desk is just as messy as my apartment, but I’m not sure which is the worst. I like breakfast burritos, space, and a variety of other things. Recently, I got news that I may get an unscripted TV show that will release, among a lot of other stuff, recently declassified videos to the public. From Bigfoot to UFOs to legitimate evidence of aliens.

Talk to me @/hotspacedad

“I’ve been writing for hours now, just staring at the paper that lays on my desk, erasing every word that doesn’t really make sense. Every time I start a paragraph, thoughts of you consume my mind and without any consent, my heart picks up the pen and writes down your name. It doesn’t sound strange anymore, instead makes my heartbeat race. You have come to my life and made it all feel right. I wish you’d stay in it forever but truth is, even if you walk away tomorrow I will still be glad you were a part of this journey. For I’m content now; I’m happy. And it’s been so long since I felt this way, since I smiled. Genuinely smiled. Just waking up in the morning and laughing at absolutely nothing. You did that. You changed me, made me who I was before the world felt empty. I’m blessed you are by my side”

- you’ve got no idea how much I appreciate you (via @overthink17 // @_overthink on Instagram)

I DON’T BOTHER YOU WHEN YOU’RE WORKING. So — Unless the matter is of grave importance, it’d be much appreciated if you granted me the same courtesy. ” Tools clattered on the desk as Ed placed down his screwdriver and instead picked up a pair of pliers, twisting a slither of metal into position.

@irefull // sc

dancersofdestiny  asked:

(mmm how about Sakuya/Chiaki for the ship meme? XD.)

♡ Send me a ship and I’ll tell you | @dancersofdestiny

Who accidentally pushes a door instead of pulling/vice versa

chiaki would since she’s naturally pretty clumsy

Who doodles little hearts all over the desk with their initials inside them

i think chiaki would but it’d be on a piece of paper instead since she’s a goody two shoes lmao

Who starts the tickle fights

sakuya 100%

Who starts the pillow fights

also sakuya since she’s always ready for a fight - playful or otherwise

Who falls asleep last, watching the other with a small affectionate smile

sakuya! she loves watching chiaki’s beautiful sleeping face and brushing away her little stray hairs

Who mistakes salt for sugar

honestly they’re both a bit dumb siofhkg but i think chiaki’s more likely to make this mistake

Who lets the microwave play the loud beeping sound at 1am in the morning

sakuya bc she’s an asshole

Who comes up with cheesy pick up lines

eyes emoji @ sakuya!! she loves using them on chiaki to see her precious little blush 8^)

Who rearranges the bookshelf in alphabetical order

chiaki! gotta make sure her fav books look nice and picture-worthy

Who licks the spoon when they’re baking brownies

hmm probably chiaki. but sakuya would totally swoop in and lick it while chiaki’s licking it just for the sake of embarrassing her

Who buys candles for dinners even though there’s no special occasion

sakuya! she’s not really that much of a romantic but she loves spoiling chiaki

Who draws little tattoos on the other with a pen

sakuya would definitely draw little hearts and smileys on chiaki esp when she knows that chiaki’s having a particularly rough day and wants to cheer her up

Who comes home with a new souvenir magnet every time they go on vacation

chiaki’s more of a “collector” than sakuya is so she probably would. sakuya mostly just likes to enjoy things in the moment.

Who convinces the other to fill out those couple surveys in the back of magazines

sakuya bc she thinks it’s entertaining but if they end up with a poor result she huffs and reassures chiaki with a bunch of kisses that she “only has eyes for her” lol

  • the Neurotypicals: remember my ex girlfriend? what a psycho bitch, amiright? oh man, you're so random and crazy! i really need to organize my desk again, i'm just so OCD about it. my neighbor walks his cat sometimes, can you believe it? that guy is straight outta the looney bin! "gun control?" how about we just lock up those violent pyshcopaths instead? god, this thing i dislike is so retarded. sigh, my crush didn't like my status, i guess i'll go kill myself, lololol!! stop being lazy, sweetie :-) sometimes i have an intrustive thought unrelated to mental illnesses, since i don't have any, but because i am a human being and have a subconscious...o, be still my brooding insanity! grow up, you're just being a baby. can you believe that that homeless man is talking to himself? unbelievable. *posts b&w gifs of "tragically beautiful" self harm marks* did you hear about the kid who tried to kill themself last year? they so just did it for attention. you know, autism is related to vaccines and diet, Janet - you're not going to Whole Foods nearly enough. stressed, depressed, but well dressed! lol, potato taco waffleZ!! why did i say that?! o_0 i must have ADHD xD want to hear about my coma AU? all that worldbuilding was because protag was CrAzY all along!!! check out this scary costume! *pulls out a straight jacket with bloodstains*
  • mentally ill person: i have a mental illne -
  • the Neurotypicals: i am beyond uncomfortable
I love you for the way you don’t smoke cigarettes.
I know you think it’s silly, my best friend does to. But you’re laying next to me asleep in bed, and my hands decided to pick up a pen again. I guess this is your penance for falling in love with a writer
But this is about you
And how you don’t smoke cigarettes. And how you only ever drink in moderations. Because I remember the first Sunday you drank a beer in front of me. You probably dont. Not because of how much you drank but simply because to you it was nothing.
And my family doesn’t drink beer. I grew up around rum and tequila and vodka. But now I started drinking beer with my friends. I guess it reminds me of how your lips tasted.
You’re stirring now, probably wondering where my body is. Because instead of being in bed I am up, sitting at our computer desk writing.
But there’s a time to put down the pen and stop writing. There’s a time to start living again.
—  Excerpt from a book I’ll never write