Introducing, the Zuchinni Jar

I won't even post my previous attempts, too ghastly to even remember. Argh, trying to remedy my lack of actual painting knowledge, and trying to be productive. Unfortunately, I haven't done much else this break... Dammit, I need to learn how to paint. See those marks? Those are marks of unbidden Chinese rage.

Minnesota... stuff... and crappy bronchitis D:

So. I got bronchitis, how does one get bronchitis??? Is it contagious? Or what?? Urk, maybe it's all that snow.

Anyhow, being in Minnesota means, it's so damned cold outside that unless it is ABSOLUTELY necessary, you stay inside and kind of sulk. Unless your mother throws a party for absolutely no reason and invites tons of Chinese people you've never seen before that are SILENTLY JUDGING YOU.

Well, at least there's food.