Bought the third volume of FLCL this evening. Watched it. Feel good.

It's the tail end of an overall unsatisfactory week. My drawing started out well but I was stymied by the impossibility of learning to draw a human skull from pictures in anatomy books. My sleeping has been disturbed so during the latter half of the week I haven't had the energy in the evenings to do very much. I still owe a lot of people postal material.

I suppose there have been some minor victories. I got to catch up with Stacii, which was nice. I get to do that approximately once every month and a half, so one tends to savour it when it happens. I got her MP3 player working and copied Heaven is a Place on Earth by Belinda Carlisle off it. I need to take it into work and put it on the music server. Doubtless my colleagues there will regard it as another minor eccentricity, like my tattoo. And that's cool. Eccentricities is probably the best word for them. Yes, tattoo. Tuesday of week-before-last.

FLCL makes me desperately wish I could draw. Imagine how nice it would be if I could have colour and longing serve my whims, instead of things being the other way around. Instead of looking at beautiful things and feeling unfulfilled, I could create them and rule over them like a king. Wouldn't that just be orgasmically pleasurable. I guess I have to buy that skull. Well, at least in this case it's just a simple matter of buying something. And it's not like I have a choice.