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I think I burned my knuckles making a fry-up for the boy. Damn explosive spitty fat.

I really needed to be drawing today, but I have a feeling it's not going to happen. Also I can't find my acetate sheets and my tracing paper has been crumpled to fuckery. Well, arse, that puts the scuppers on everything I was planning to do for my art chellenge this week.

I may have to... do something else. I don't quite know what yet.

Dr Who's on tonight though, so huzzah! There's that at least.