It's been months since I've been here. Months since I logged in. Months since I admired the handiwork of my fellow human beings on this little website.
It's been longer since I've drawn anything worthwhile. My tablet is, in fact, sitting in the pawn shop. A glorious $400 piece of technology pawned for a fifty dollar loan. That's where my life is. In more depth, a glorious $400 piece of technology I haven't touched since January '13 because I ran off from my psychotic boyfriend to a new one who won't ever let me have time to do things. That's a bit closer to where my life is.
It hasn't been as long since I wrote something, which was in December, when I produced in a single night an entire first issue script of a comic I've been toying with in my head a while. I have yet to complete issue 2, but I will. I hope. Maybe. Life's been uncomfortable and not conducive to writing. I suppose that's something I need to overcome as a creative person.
But oh, deviantART, I am tired. I walked out on my old job because of various bullshit, and unemployment is tiring. I got a new job now, but it's small and slow and minimum wage and I'm so tired. I'm working with the public again, which is nice, because I love, honestly, the customers. What other job can you have where you can possibly induce someone to smile when they're having a shit day, and not the same shit day as you're having? Obviously comedy or acting, but retail is nice too, in that way. Making somebody smile because you know the exact goofiest thing to say at the exact goofiest moment... there is little better in life. Except lots of money, or full socialism, maybe.
Not much else to speak of, I guess. Eh.
People have been b& since I last posted, but I thought I saw one of them reposted on best vines via my boyfriend's facebook. Such is life, I can't even ask if it was really her, as she is totes b& now. Shit happens.