Writer's Block.

Writer's block. So I got this idea for this great cyber punk pic (you'd hate it unless you're into cyberpunk) of this guy in like something douchey or hipsterey or a combination, and he's climbing out of some kind of rubble with half his robotic guts hanging out and there's just a crap ton of blood and dirt and hydraulic fluid all over and half of his face is missing - but it's not that bad, cuz, you know, dude's mostly robot anyway, and I've got Metallic playing in the background (the Black Album) and all the lights are off and it's after one in the morning because I'm really trying to get into a macabre kind of mood to put this crap together, but when I go to DeviantART's resource and stock image section to find some one that would make a suitable half-destroyed cyborg, I'm just bombarded with all these "artistic" pictures of fat and or ugly women who think that if they have a picture taken of them with rope around their wrists in a contorted pose while looking away from the camera it's some how art and like thirty different angels of the same three scrotums - seriously, that's the kind of shit people think are going to be useful to some one - half assed bondage and fatty's nut-sack. WTF is wrong with people? I've been in kind of a funk since those last couple of anime-ish Panty&Stocking drawings, and this was gonna get me out of it - so if you're one of the few Facebook fans of my 'art', and were looking forward to the kind of dystopian, post-apocalyptic, flesh-over-metal-endoskeleton kind of roboto pwnage that would give even the CyberDyne Systems 850 Series Model T-101 Terminator a raging cybernerdoboner - well, forget it, because some aesthetically challenged people with cameras, nut-sacks, and random bed sheets tacked up on the wall ruined the small splash of creativity I had tonight.