So I’m trying to finish Elves are Not Watermelons and Kestine jumps on my desk all “YOU WILL PET ME RIGHT NOW OR I WILL NEVER STOP PACING AROUND AND I WILL BE CUTE IN ORDER TO MAKE YOU WANT TO PET ME, MEOW MEOW MEOW.” And because I am that much of a sucker, I comply.

…repeat about, oh, five times in the past 3 hours. @_@

Yes, kitty, I love you, but I also have this pic to finish because I said I’d have it done tonight and I’d look like a flake if I didn’t.

As a bit of a teaser, and because I neglected to do so earlier, I’ll post the WIP phase of the line art phase:

If I can finish coloring this punk (sand, damn you, SAND!) before conking out for the night… good! Otherwise… I think it’ll be worth the wait.

Arr, here be kitty #3. And… it’s a girl kitty! Original shelter designation was Chip, but now she is Chloe and so far she is, like… what happens if you combine the defining features of Kestine and Daisy. Nosy as all hell, but ohgod she purrs so easily and loves to face-shove on you.

She’s a tiny little thing, for being 3 months old, but given the abundance of feeding stations here, she’ll fatten up soon enough. Of course, Kestine and Daisy are all “DO NOT WANT” but if prior experience is any indication, that should be a non-issue in a couple days. We predict that Daisy will end up mentoring little Chloe in the ways of NOSY-FU and kicking Kestine out of the highest nest on the cat towers.

Also… Chloe has Daisy’s birthday (4/15). Tax Day kitteh!

24 reference? That’s what mother will tell you. As far as I’m concerned, this kitty’s named after the badass freaking Tales of Legendia character. >:D

Kestine is 2 years old today, woohoo.
He is such a good kitty, even if he can be pushy with the whole “pet me naaaao” thing. But that just makes him even cuter. :)

Woke up at 5am and couldn’t go back to sleep, so I got on Blastoise to ink the third part of Sleepover. Here be a screen of the wireframe, in all its hints at Hikaru fan service. Chelsea… not so much– not quite visible in scribbly wireframe mode, but she’s squeezing soap gel on a sponge… luffa-head-thing.

But then my virus scanner piped up for its daily sweep, and that kinda slows Painter a bit. Yes, even with 4GB of RAM in this thing. You would think that would, you know, make me invincible or something. :P

Of all things, I’m looking forward to painting this. Not so much because for obvious reasons it would be an easy paint job… actually, no, it probably won’t be easy at all since there’s falling water and steam involved and weird colorations I get to deal with, but I’ve not done much involving water in awhile. Call this one of those EXTREMELY RARE moments but I like to think I don’t totally fail at painting water… that, I might (holy smoo!) actually be GOOD at it. Imagine that. o_o

In other news, zee house, it shall be mine for most of today! (Well, except for pets.) Mother and Evil Stepfather are going on some… well, I think it’s one of those city-sponsored/community “field trip” in which they hop a charter bus to a baseball game and barbecue. Whatever. Point being, they won’t be here, and I am totally nomming on pizza tonight.

Kestine is being quite the attention-whore right now, geez… “meow, meow, pet me, meow, purr,” and rubbing his face all over me, and just about everything else on my desk. Also swatting at my Blastoise trinket. I love you too, kitty. :P

Also Daisy has a new collar bell. It sounds huge. I think she’d have been better off with a cowbell. I’ll try to get a pic if she’ll sit still long enough. XD

And yet I find myself nodding off a little more than usual. Inversely, it sucks to sleep normally. I blame my pillows… I really should order new ones.

Agh! I just did it again… I blinked in my chair. Perhaps I should just give in and go take a nap… after all, it’s not like I have anything better to do.

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For the billionth time, I love my cat. Even when he’s being a total attention whore, the way he goes about it is so cute that you can’t really fault him over it. His thing now is to literally shove his face into my palm if he wants you to pet him but you’re either sleeping or otherwise don’t/can’t make the effort to pet him. Or if you just happen to be lying down with your right arm extended, Kestine will curl up in such a way that his head is within easy petting range. XD

I swear Kestine is so easy to please… I think just the potential of being petted sets off his purring. And he purrs REALLY loud, too. Also, whenever I am just about to take his picture, he’ll roll onto his back and put up his two fron paws. XD