"Character is how you treat those who can do nothing for you"-unknown.
Basically, this is just for a ton of reblogs, sometimes commentary, mentions of what's going on in my new artblog(previously I just posted it all here but I figured it's better to keep them separate), fic of all kinds, and so on. I very rarely post fanfic, and I'm taking art requests until May first over on my artblog(I always appreciate comments or conversation--you wanna talk fandoms, social justice, art, books, anything else? Drop me an Ask and I will be MORE than happy to converse with you--you know, as long as you're not an asshat).
Thanks for stopping by, and I hope you enjoy my blog!
*sighs because Wacom*
I’m currently drowning my sorrows over still being stuck with a trackball and a desktop in my third tootsie pop of the day. But it’s okay, I earned it, I walked a mile today and yesterday, woke up at ten AM, and managed to actually be supportive of my sister being invited and probably going to this really prestigious rowing camp for a month, which even with a scholarship will cut into our funds considerably, and probably make it hard, if not impossible, for me to do anything over the summer/fall/2013, instead of just faking it, along with working on my commission pricing ideas, chatting at people, and practicing foreshortening.
Yes, I earned my three lollipops. I didn’t even drink a whole soda today, and I ate three relatively healthy meals.
Now if only I could get that sixty four dollar bamboo splash…in other news, I’m taking sister to go see Star Trek on friday, to celebrate the end of her Finals(and she doesn’t even get a Finals Week, she has classes right up until Finals).
If Middlest ends up going to the rowing camp, she’ll miss my birthday, but she promised to bring me back a t shirt from the competition and take lots of pictures of buildings and statues and stuff(she’s going to be in Philly, actually staying in the UPenn dorms, and there is a slim chance she’ll end up going to Canadian Henley, which is a Big Deal).
Well, we have a month till that’s an issue
*goes back to tootsie pop*
Ashy is the bestest. Except she thinks I’m the bestest, but really she is, so we’ve agreed to share the title as ‘The Bestests’.
No but really she’s awesome. She added really cool type as a signature to some of my art, and it looks really good. I’m gonna go post iiiiiiiiiit. :D
Also she let me cry and rant on her, then cheered me up and helped me start hunting down things to volunteer to do to get me out of the house cheaply.
ASHY I LOVE YOU YOU ARE THE ACTUAL BESTEST.