WHAT THE HELL HAPPENED TO ALL OF MY ART MESSAGES?! I had over 1,000 pieces of art to sort through in my inbox and suddenly I only have 120. WHERE DID THEY ALL GOOOO, AAAAGH~ DD8 I WANTED TO SEE ALL OF THOSE. WHY DEVIANTART?! WHYYY~?!

SHIFT KEY ABUSE!

Okay, I'm done, I think. ._. But seriously. Where the shit did all of the art in my inbox go? X ( That is very angry-making, and makes the jubilation of having a working keyoard just about die and let the headache come back in. DAMN YOU, dA! *shakes her fist* Your guts are gross, and filthy, and smelly, and I hate them. >8| Hate them, hate them, hate them. Put those back. Now. >_<

Dammit.

On another note, not only did I get the keyboard in today (this is why I like UPS and NOT FedEx; I ordered it late Friday evening and it's only Wednesday), but I also found me some new sandals that fit better while out shopping with my sister, and I've discovered the glory of virtual desktop for windowed full-screen games in Wine. X3 I love talking and playing Diablo II at the same time without having to alt+esc every two minutes.

Now to figure out how to get to Amherst without killing the car, because now I need to smother Midori a little with hugs for offering to fund the keyboard. =/

Thinking of keyboards, I just might be able to write a little better now that half of my time on the computer isn't spent fighting with sticky and unresponsive keys all day. 8D The arting is definitely still being a fat, lazy, unmotivated blob, though, and I want to kick it in the pants. > : | Except... it's not wearing pants. D8 Oh shit. DO NOT WANT. D'8!!

Since I'm just rambling like an arse-face now, it's shameless plugging time. @_@ Still looking for active members, looking for some life from memebers already there, too, the sci-fi/fantasy board that's brimming with dark themes and free as a giant playground, Obsidian Rain. [link] Have a look and give us some love? D: I promise we even say hi to anyone that drops in on the shoutbox. In fact, we like it when people say hello in the shoutbox. ._. It makes us feel a little less dominant of the thing.