Walking the Border

I'm chugging along happily through the school year, and the end is just visible from the crows nest. Too bad I'm taking school all through the summer too, so the 'end' doesn't do me much good.

One of my goals this winter was to become a lot more fit. Actually, 'goal' has too much of a newyears resolution flavour. It wasn't so much a goal, as an inevitability. I am going to do the length of the rideau trail sometime this summer, and I have the energy to do it, so to train for it, i've been walking basically everywhere. In my hometown, everything is at least an hour's walk from everywhere else, so the result is 3-9 hours a day brisk walking. To that end, I'm earning my extra cash by dog walking and putting up flyers, anything that gets me running.

This last week, I have been drawing and creating up a storm while taking advantage of my family's absence watch horror films at full volume.

The first one is a doodle done during Social Psych class, the most boring and massively easy of all my classes. I imagine him with a word bubble saying. "WTF GUYZ?!"

I printed out a reference photo of Jeffrey Dean Morgan for another picture of mine, and my wandering hands started sketching over it in the 20 second breaks between note taking. This isn't my original drawing. I wish! I cropped out my Law notes, to spare you the TL;DR.