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In Which I Become a Badass
Well...not really, but at least I'm moving in the right direction. In the grand scheme of things, I still know nothing. I'm a total newb. And I still spend half the time feeling like WTF am I doing? But the other half of the time, I'm slowly learning in a way that's becoming more noticeable to me on an individual level. I think I'm more aware of my own improvements now instead of only recognizing the flaws (and believe me, those are endless). People are also challenging me more now and adjusting their game, which I'm assuming is a good sign. At one point, I rolled with Isley after class and tapped him out in about 30 seconds by way of RNC. He got up, looked around, said "Jesus, I hope no one saw that" and then went extra hard on me afterwards. I was pretty thrilled.
Elisabeth Wallpaper
Got inspired to make a wallpaper for one of the most mind blowing stage productions of all time. Any show that begins with a psychotic murderer on trial in the afterlife, who raises a graveyard of corpses to testify as the opening musical number, is of course right up my alley. Forget the sappy stuff; the dark, twisted story of Sissi and Death is the greatest romance ever told. And the music is the very definition of epic.
