Gyahhh, fuck my life I'm tired.

So eventually, I got so fried out that my drawing started to get sloppy, so I put the stylus down and I decided to check to see how much more I had to go.

Playing and stopping through the entire flash on the way, I took note at the seconds it was counting off to me, and jot down the parts that needed special attention; i.e. elaborate motions, lip-syncing, and basically shit that wasn't already done or wasn't basic tweens or stills.

Discluding credits, with a run-time of 162.5 seconds, I have 54.6 seconds left to go.

Then I gotta do the rest.
Then I gotta pretty-up the whole thing...meaning replace Pinky the Mannequin with flesh and clothes.

With six days left to go for my personal deadline, I'm teetering on my confidence scale, but leaning more-so towards "I can do this shit."

You have to keep in mind most of the flash looks like the still below; crude outlines of what's supposed to be going on to the sound, which gets a little funny when you're sitting down watching the thing from the beginning, and it steadily declines, then violently plunges in quality. lol

Ehh...I'll tackle the rest of this beast tomorrow. Now that my sleeping schedule is royally fucked, I'm going to try to balance it with a nap or something.

Psh...yeah right...more like a hibernation.