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Dang, I'm covered in paint and wood dust.

Happily, and unrelated, I've finally managed to locate the artist of a specific print I once saw on eBay years ago. I had the picture saved to my harddrive, because I had thoughts of getting it tattooed, but lost it in a computer crash some time ago. I could never remember the artist's name or even the name of the print, but today I was doing random searches for Halloween decor for the apartment and stumbled across some of her other work.

It's distinctive enough and the subject matter close enough that I made the connection, so I excitedly emailed her. Lo and behold, she still has those prints for sale and will hopefully be putting one up on eBay for me quite soon. Yay for me!

Now, I'm off to wash off this muck and hie my ass to bed as I can barely keep my eyes open any longer.

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The ocean keeps coming to me in my dreams. Angry and immense, lashing out against the coast. Waves tower above my head, seemingly thousands of feet in the air, to crash down and wipe away any who dared stand against it.

I've stood and watched the waves roll in. And every time I do, I wake with the taste of seawater in my mouth.