Thank you, again, guys…Sephiroth made
The ‘Featured’ Art section. You guys are too
Kind.
I was pounced on, last night…a stranger added me
to their Contact List on MSN. ‘Twas no big deal
to me, as random deviants will occasionally come
on to give me props over my doodles. My crappy
sketches…(I wish someone would rave over my
WRITING; oh, well) Anyway, this person wouldn’t
Give me her name, although I requested it…the issue
was skirted. And then…she said she met me through a
fellow otakuite. And then she requested that I do some
artwork for her.
I was not amused.
Turns out…she was a friend from back home. One of
My ABSOLUTE BEST FRIENDS…so, if you’re
Reading this right now…
Thanks, hosebag, for freaking me out.
I owe you one. Seriously.
No, just kidding. I’ll email you. Internet is fun,
isn’t it? Soon, you too, will become socially
crippled—just like me. XD
Things on the book are progressing so slowly because
of WORK, kids, household chores...you know, LIFE.
I've been sleeping a lot lately, like my body is realizing
it's limitations. I've been passing out around eleven p.m.
on my nights off and I wake up...still in my clothes and
still in the same spot on the floor...like, four hours later.
And I have to force myself to get off the floor, almost
immediately upon waking. If I didn't...precious time wasted.
Oh, and good news: I discovered that I have medical
coverage until May, so I'm rushing to the psychiatrist in
this area for reanalysis and start a new monitoring agenda.
Soooooo...yeah. I'll have meds again, soon. For awhile,
anyway. Hopefully, no more crippling anxiety everytime
I have to leave the house.
Which is quite often. And if I have to go back to school...
without meds, I'll be a fucking wreck. My mother doesn't
realize what a HUGE accomplishment it is for me to do
anything that involves going outside...
Maybe with my new meds, things'll change. Don't get me
wrong; I'm not an unhappy person--quite the opposite. I just
get freaked out in public settings. And anxious. And easily
distracted. It EXHAUSTS me to converse with people,
outside of my own group of friends. An associate once
asked me: you're such a pretty girl. Why do you have to
make interacting with other people so difficult?
My response: what the HELL does THAT
have to do with anything?
I mean…honestly.
Okay, I'm going back to deviantART to squeal
over some UKYO fan-art. Later, dudes...
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