Did I spell "blargh" correctly? That's the sound I've made too many times today during my too many attempts to draw like a thirty-one year old with an art degree and not like a four year old with a dull Crayola jammed in my fist.
In a desperate attempt to hasten my trip to the bathtub to finish the Neil Gaiman book I'm reading I just did this. Angry me angrily attempting to draw something, something without throwing my Wacom tablet through the nearest window. (I wouldn't do that, really... it was expensive even though I got it on Craigslist.)