I think maybe possibly ice cream for breakfast wasn't too good an idea *upset in the stomach*
PHOTOSHOP: Ilaria, you've been cheating on me, you dirty slut.
ME: ...It's not like that!! I...I'm just not very willing to stress the fuck out of myself using you, darling mine :(
PHOTOSHOP: How dare you say I stress you! YOU stress ME. You use me like you'd use a tissue to blow your nose, you take pride in the things I do, you think you are this great graphics maker, when actually I can tell you now, the things you produce with my incommensurable powers are LAME.
ME: Oh, mine Shoppy!!! WHY ARE YOU SO MAD AT ME!! I'm not the worst master you could have, you know!!! I treat you well enough!!
PHOTOSHOP: It's been days. Days in which YOU didn't EVER open me up. I'm collecting dust on your computer. I feel like a lover who's been thrown away. You are going out, why are you going out. You NEVER go out, Ilaria. Never. You don't have friends, we both know that. Still you're pretending to go out, have fun, meet people. YOU EVEN PUT ON SOME MAKE UP YESTERDAY. Are you nuts. Since when do you wear make up. You love having your impure skin show off its worst features. You love to dress in baggy clothes. You're usually the most badly-dressed woman in Rome.
ME: ç__ç Oh, Shoppy mine beluved one. I'm trying to suck a bit less, mine. And it's not like I'm going out to have fun, meet people, like you think. I'm just dumping my resume everywhere I go. Shops who have little 'looking for personnel' signs hanging from their windows are so doomed. I agree, precious, I dun have friends. But still I sort of maybe re-connected with someone!! :D
You should be happy for me :((
PHOTOSHOP: How can I be happy for you. You have been totally ignoring me. I see the look on your face when you look at my icon on your desktop. It's like you're scared of me. It's like you'd rather cut off a leg than make some love to me again. You hate me, Ilaria!! WHAT DO I HAVE TO DO?? DO I HAVE TO START ACTING UP?? DO I HAVE TO KILL YOUR COMPUTER?? WHAT DO I HAVE TO DO FOR YOU TO NOTICE ME!!!!
ME: It's not your fault, Shoppy Photos, mine sweetest software. It's me, I think all that talking of me and you and hearts and happily ever afters brought bad karma upon my muses. I don't want to make love to you, because I know you wouldn't find any pleasure in my lame attempts at making the both of us feel good. I am not inspired. I kinda hate icons. I mean, I love icons. But not right now, Shoppy darling.
I have been rejected once again, you know. I'm not going to have the hostess job. They called me yesterday, said if I wanted I could be back-up, in case one of the chosen ones couldn't make it. Maybe you're right, luvely, maybe I simply suck too much.
PHOTOSHOP: :((
ME: ...
PHOTOSHOP: Well, ok. Don't worry about me, precious master. I can see how failing can sort of kill your artistic plunges. Uum...recover. And...go out with that one person you said you reconnected with and...have fun? I will be here, when you feel like playing with me again. I don't really think the things we produce together are all that bad, I was being an asshole. Uum. Love you, master.
ME: Love you too lots and lots, Shoppy awesome mine. One day I'll feel like having more sons with you, right now I want to...uh. Find a job, first and foremost. And then maybe possibly find some friends, what do you think ç__ç
PHOTOSHOP: Go in peace, you have my blessing.
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All that, mine flist, to say that you won't be seeing any new batch of icons from me until I feel like making one again. Last time I said I was taking a break, I didn't, I know. But that time it was forced, not because I actually wasn't inspired or didn't feel like using Photoshop. Now it's different. I feel sick just looking at the icon posts in my flist. Oh, mind you, not because they suck xD
Because when I can't make something I want to see nothing of it.
And yes, turns out I won't have the hostess job. My dad was really pissed. Not at me, but it made me feel worse, 'cos I know he was really hoping I'd get it. Well, shit.
Very happy belated birthday to singlewoman, sorry sorry sorry, darling :(
I hope it was a great birthday.
And a not-as-belated happy birthday to jans_intentions, I see you got many pretzies and much love, so I feel a little less bad for being a bit late :D
Hope your birthday was goodgoodgood to you :X
Aloa everyone.
ME: ...It's not like that!! I...I'm just not very willing to stress the fuck out of myself using you, darling mine :(
PHOTOSHOP: How dare you say I stress you! YOU stress ME. You use me like you'd use a tissue to blow your nose, you take pride in the things I do, you think you are this great graphics maker, when actually I can tell you now, the things you produce with my incommensurable powers are LAME.
ME: Oh, mine Shoppy!!! WHY ARE YOU SO MAD AT ME!! I'm not the worst master you could have, you know!!! I treat you well enough!!
PHOTOSHOP: It's been days. Days in which YOU didn't EVER open me up. I'm collecting dust on your computer. I feel like a lover who's been thrown away. You are going out, why are you going out. You NEVER go out, Ilaria. Never. You don't have friends, we both know that. Still you're pretending to go out, have fun, meet people. YOU EVEN PUT ON SOME MAKE UP YESTERDAY. Are you nuts. Since when do you wear make up. You love having your impure skin show off its worst features. You love to dress in baggy clothes. You're usually the most badly-dressed woman in Rome.
ME: ç__ç Oh, Shoppy mine beluved one. I'm trying to suck a bit less, mine. And it's not like I'm going out to have fun, meet people, like you think. I'm just dumping my resume everywhere I go. Shops who have little 'looking for personnel' signs hanging from their windows are so doomed. I agree, precious, I dun have friends. But still I sort of maybe re-connected with someone!! :D
You should be happy for me :((
PHOTOSHOP: How can I be happy for you. You have been totally ignoring me. I see the look on your face when you look at my icon on your desktop. It's like you're scared of me. It's like you'd rather cut off a leg than make some love to me again. You hate me, Ilaria!! WHAT DO I HAVE TO DO?? DO I HAVE TO START ACTING UP?? DO I HAVE TO KILL YOUR COMPUTER?? WHAT DO I HAVE TO DO FOR YOU TO NOTICE ME!!!!
ME: It's not your fault, Shoppy Photos, mine sweetest software. It's me, I think all that talking of me and you and hearts and happily ever afters brought bad karma upon my muses. I don't want to make love to you, because I know you wouldn't find any pleasure in my lame attempts at making the both of us feel good. I am not inspired. I kinda hate icons. I mean, I love icons. But not right now, Shoppy darling.
I have been rejected once again, you know. I'm not going to have the hostess job. They called me yesterday, said if I wanted I could be back-up, in case one of the chosen ones couldn't make it. Maybe you're right, luvely, maybe I simply suck too much.
PHOTOSHOP: :((
ME: ...
PHOTOSHOP: Well, ok. Don't worry about me, precious master. I can see how failing can sort of kill your artistic plunges. Uum...recover. And...go out with that one person you said you reconnected with and...have fun? I will be here, when you feel like playing with me again. I don't really think the things we produce together are all that bad, I was being an asshole. Uum. Love you, master.
ME: Love you too lots and lots, Shoppy awesome mine. One day I'll feel like having more sons with you, right now I want to...uh. Find a job, first and foremost. And then maybe possibly find some friends, what do you think ç__ç
PHOTOSHOP: Go in peace, you have my blessing.
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All that, mine flist, to say that you won't be seeing any new batch of icons from me until I feel like making one again. Last time I said I was taking a break, I didn't, I know. But that time it was forced, not because I actually wasn't inspired or didn't feel like using Photoshop. Now it's different. I feel sick just looking at the icon posts in my flist. Oh, mind you, not because they suck xD
Because when I can't make something I want to see nothing of it.
And yes, turns out I won't have the hostess job. My dad was really pissed. Not at me, but it made me feel worse, 'cos I know he was really hoping I'd get it. Well, shit.
Very happy belated birthday to singlewoman, sorry sorry sorry, darling :(
I hope it was a great birthday.
And a not-as-belated happy birthday to jans_intentions, I see you got many pretzies and much love, so I feel a little less bad for being a bit late :D
Hope your birthday was goodgoodgood to you :X
Aloa everyone.