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Clearly, the emoness of Emo Veigue has been rubbing off on my wrist.

And no, my wrist does not bleed. It pulses with pain and becomes stiff and sensitive to movement of the fingers. Now, you don't want that, do you? Take care of your wrists, children. This is the most wise thing you will learn for upholding your health as an artist.

Anyway, yesterday's joyful monsoon of ToR art gave my wrist quite the workout. Acted up a little, but I'm only a little stiff today.

My hair color is probably a little darker than I usually let on, but this looks about right...

Anyway, boring news on the life of me follows, so don't read if you don't care. :V

Got put on new sleeping drugs. They put me to sleep, but they make me sick. x___x Surprise, surprise, right? So anyway, I've been living on orange soda, jell-o (I never was able to eat Jell-o by itself... it always needs pineapple in it, or I won't eat it. Yum!), peanuts, and cereal for the past four or five days, but I don't mind it so much. Only thing is, I'm really drowsy and dizzy, so it's hard to get my homework done, and I can't walk around too much or I'll fall over. o___o But I get to quit them in a few days, so it's all okay.

Yeah... My wrist is emo, but I can't find my brace. I should find it and sleep with it on, but I am ever so lazy...

Hey, so I've felt so stupid lately. Or more probably, I have been stupid lately. Sorry if I do stupid things. On top of everything, it's hard not to be a little stupid sometimes.

Gah... I suck. A lot. I'm real 'tarded, but I only whine about it here cause I'm so 'tarded to you guys sometimes. Sorry again.

Also... I love you guys so much. =( Things have been no walk in the park for me lately, but you're just some of the best friends, and that makes things a lot easier. Thanks for being awesome and for dealing with me even when I'm cranky and a beech.

Other than that, I have to go eat a taco before it gets cold. Also, our temperature is going to drop something like 30 or 40 degrees tomorrow. It was warm today. Makes no sense? Yes. Complaining? No.

Clearly the Japanese is rubbing off on my mind. I was just about to say, "I've been trying to draw more lately, but my traditional art is ikenai." You know, that doesn't even make any sense in Japanese.

Haha, also, my cat is the best. He has to go in the basement to go to bed around 8:00 or 10:00 every night, and he's so funny about it. We've been doing it for so long that if you go upstairs and come see him in his bed (he's claimed our guest room as his own, and if he's not somewhere in sight, he's always napping in his bed, where he graciously excepts pettings and chin-scratchings, as long as you let him nap at the same time) and tell him that he needs to "go down to the basement because it's bedtime," he usually gets right up and walks downstairs, because he knows that if he doesn't do that, we'll pick him up and carry him there, and he hates being picked up.

Anyway, it was bedtime, and he ran up to the staircase (which means that he has cleared his escape route to my parents' bedroom, but wants you to chase him first) and stood there until I walked up to him and told him that he needed to go down to the basement. He adamantly flopped down on the ground and stared at me. Just like a stubborn little child.

I was fortunate enough to actually grab him before he got away, but he is just so like a person. XD "Come on. Look! I'm open! Defenseless! Look at my fuzzy belly! But you CAN'T catch me because I don't WANT to go to bed!"

And that is my story for tonight. Time for me to go sleepy too.

Yeah, be careful with that cold weather out there. You might catch a virus.

(c) Me

Description
Clearly, the emoness of Emo Veigue has been rubbing off on my wrist.

And no, my wrist does not bleed. It pulses with pain and becomes stiff and sensitive to movement of the fingers. Now, you don't want that, do you? Take care of your wrists, children. This is the most wise thing you will learn for upholding your health as an artist.

Anyway, yesterday's joyful monsoon of ToR art gave my wrist quite the workout. Acted up a little, but I'm only a little stiff today.

My hair color is probably a little darker than I usually let on, but this looks about right...

Anyway, boring news on the life of me follows, so don't read if you don't care. :V

Got put on new sleeping drugs. They put me to sleep, but they make me sick. x___x Surprise, surprise, right? So anyway, I've been living on orange soda, jell-o (I never was able to eat Jell-o by itself... it always needs pineapple in it, or I won't eat it. Yum!), peanuts, and cereal for the past four or five days, but I don't mind it so much. Only thing is, I'm really drowsy and dizzy, so it's hard to get my homework done, and I can't walk around too much or I'll fall over. o___o But I get to quit them in a few days, so it's all okay.

Yeah... My wrist is emo, but I can't find my brace. I should find it and sleep with it on, but I am ever so lazy...

Hey, so I've felt so stupid lately. Or more probably, I have been stupid lately. Sorry if I do stupid things. On top of everything, it's hard not to be a little stupid sometimes.

Gah... I suck. A lot. I'm real 'tarded, but I only whine about it here cause I'm so 'tarded to you guys sometimes. Sorry again.

Also... I love you guys so much. =( Things have been no walk in the park for me lately, but you're just some of the best friends, and that makes things a lot easier. Thanks for being awesome and for dealing with me even when I'm cranky and a beech.

Other than that, I have to go eat a taco before it gets cold. Also, our temperature is going to drop something like 30 or 40 degrees tomorrow. It was warm today. Makes no sense? Yes. Complaining? No.

Clearly the Japanese is rubbing off on my mind. I was just about to say, "I've been trying to draw more lately, but my traditional art is ikenai." You know, that doesn't even make any sense in Japanese.

Haha, also, my cat is the best. He has to go in the basement to go to bed around 8:00 or 10:00 every night, and he's so funny about it. We've been doing it for so long that if you go upstairs and come see him in his bed (he's claimed our guest room as his own, and if he's not somewhere in sight, he's always napping in his bed, where he graciously excepts pettings and chin-scratchings, as long as you let him nap at the same time) and tell him that he needs to "go down to the basement because it's bedtime," he usually gets right up and walks downstairs, because he knows that if he doesn't do that, we'll pick him up and carry him there, and he hates being picked up.

Anyway, it was bedtime, and he ran up to the staircase (which means that he has cleared his escape route to my parents' bedroom, but wants you to chase him first) and stood there until I walked up to him and told him that he needed to go down to the basement. He adamantly flopped down on the ground and stared at me. Just like a stubborn little child.

I was fortunate enough to actually grab him before he got away, but he is just so like a person. XD "Come on. Look! I'm open! Defenseless! Look at my fuzzy belly! But you CAN'T catch me because I don't WANT to go to bed!"

And that is my story for tonight. Time for me to go sleepy too.

Yeah, be careful with that cold weather out there. You might catch a virus.

(c) Me