LOOK! I FINALLY HAVE A JOURNAL TITLE WITH A HAPPY FACE. 8D YAY! Probably partly because I can eat again. <.< And also because I'm a doofus. : D Yaaaay~! Right now I am listening to a man rip my upstairs closet apart, and oh man is it distracting. Our bathroom is being totally rebuilt because it was kind of getting really sucky and black with mildew. ._.; BUT. That's not the point of this entry. I'm just babbling. Let's move on, shall we?

HOLY SHIT, I'M DRAWING STUFF AGAIN. I AM TAKING FOREVER TO DO WHAT SHOULD BE MODERATELY EASY. CAPS ABUSE. I still fail epically at, y'know, finishing the other stuff I've brought up on many occasions in other journals. ._. Uhm. Whups. As a result, there are a FEW things that have existed for up to two years that have never seen the face of deviantART. Sorry, I'm hoarding. : ( I have a habit of doing that. I also have a habit of saying I'm going to do something and then not do it. I'm trying to work on that. <_<;

BUT. Drawing things. Thing. Eh. I'm using a butt-ton of references for it, and I promise I'll post it when the sketch is done, rather than wait YEARS AND YEARS AND YEARS for the outline to make its way out of my fingers. Aaaand... that's all. 8D Time for some shameless plugging.

I know, I'm being predictable now, but dammit, this is the easiest place to repeatedly drop this link. D: Obsidian Rain, guys: [link] needs some people to make it more lively. And to, ah, spread my ass way too thin because I have to join WAY too bloody much. People like headless chicken-running, right? Join up on the scrumptiously dark fun and make me do that. I promise it's funny.

Oh. Also. Dizzi Dulcimer, the lady I'm listening to. Lovely, lovely hammered dulcimer work. Very excellent. Has a lot of stuff on YouTube. Also delightful to watch perform. : D [link]