myheartbleedsblack

upon completing grad school, i realized deviant art is for kids. get a real website and push your stuff there. maybe i'm just bitter. there is some good stuff on here.

whatever. do expect me back so often...

i feel like i NEVER have time to post anything on here. but i DO. i have nothing BUT time.

i just sit in my room and watch movies. today i decided to draw more...get ready for the upcoming school ONSLAUGHT...and fight back the depression.

it's impossible to get a job in WRJ. well, i guess i need to try harder is all.

so i posted three comics and a ninja turtle today. i need to grey-scale the comics...but right now, i'm going to go on a walk...to undermine my depressive feelings. if i go out into the world, i tell myself i'm NOT depressed.

maybe i'll try to get a job at McDonalds....talk about depressing.

attending ccs. sitting in production class. making friends.

um...reading lots of comics.

MAKING lots of comics.

i just realized i'm going to BE in a state on the other side of the nation in just ONE month. that's like 30 days.

i'm scared.

i had a dream the other night that, well, you know...crazy dream, crazy dream, crazy dream. all of the sudden...i gotta poop. BAD. so i finally find a sweet bathroom and start the SWEETEST poop ever.

then i jump awake.

i'm laying on my stomach and my butt is warm. did i just shit myself? I pull my arm outta the comvers and reach around to my butt.

the kitten is "makin biscuits" on my butt. no poop. >sigh< dreams are wierd.

then today i was behind a recycling truck. the dude didn't really close it all the way and it was just spewing newspapers and milk jugs. it was the OPPOSITE of a recycling truck.

sad.