Ok, judging by the title of this journal, you might be thinking that my good friend has been up to something again, probably involving nuclear warheads, large ammounts of non-matter spoons, and classic doughy treats. However, we can all breath a sigh of relief, because the world has not exploded.

Yet. *runs for nearest bomb shelter*

No, in fact the issue is my scanner. Very soon, I intend to do to it the same thing I am doing to my cell phone.

I will add two metallic compounds, in solid form, together in a pile, somewher outside and far away from anything flamable. Then, I shall create about a 60 foot fuse, place one end at the pile, and then place the scanner on top of that pile. From there, I shall light the fuse, and wait with a camera. Shortly thereafter, the coumpounds will ignite, producing a mushroom cloud somewhere in the range of 20 feet in hight. I will hopefully snag a picture of this glorious event, if I don't get arrested for it.

Yes, I hate my scanner that much. It has not worked since this time last year.

On a brighter note, my drawings are coming along, and I have finnaly drawn a face (or rather, a blank face with guidelines and everything in proportion and spaced correctly) to my liking, and so I drew my typical mini-face eating a cookie, for a job well done. And I also have now got the knack of eyes, so that's worth something. Maybe, if I get a scanner that actually works, you will see just what the heck I'm talking about.

Until that time, I will resign to my music and a lot of pencils.