jabberwocky14

I don't even know how long it's been since I've been on here.
Just... well actually, tumblr ate my soul.
Yeah. Tumblr.

And by being away so long, I find I'm not as worried about trivial things on here like I once was. It's... really strange, since I was on dA for most of high school. But I think it's a good thing. Because I was concerned about things that were like -12 on the life scale of Shit You Need to Think About.

So, uh, I guess I'm saying I won't be on much. In fact I may drop this account. I've been wanting a new one for a while.
BUT! If you are also part and parcel of the tumblr horde, feel free to drop by. Even if you don't, you can still look me up at equalpartsegoandbromide.tumblr.com. Not much of my own stuff, but it's goofy and amazing and I have completely sold my soul to it. NO REGRETS.

I have... kind of died here.
Well actually, more because tumblr stole my soul.

I finished a large commission around the end of June, but aside from that I've been a lazy fuck (what's new).
And I've actually been trying to work on another personal piece, but I had my wisdom teeth ripped out of my jaw yesterday, and I can't stay awake and do things for more than an hour before I need to lay down.

Most of the time it's generally exhaustion, but I've been getting this fun, unexplained side effect where my hands go numb.
So drawing/doing anything is kind of hard right now.

HOWEVER
I'm moving to the other end of the country in a month, so I intend to get things done by then.


Oh, and shit's been going down.
Yeah.


HEY, and I GOT DSL
WHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

YEY.

So Artwalk was a blast. NO, I did not sell anything. But it was pretty dope hanging out with fancyfarmer who actually sold out of her sock creatures the first day and had to construct an emergency sweatshop that night. I got some bitchin' earrings (I had to pull myself away from the vendor before I bought everything she had with MY SHINY NEW VISA OOOHHHH) and survived on sketchy Chinese food the whole time.

BUT this journal was made to document two very cool things that happened to me. I was working on drawing hands (since Sheridan's portfolio kicked me in the ass) and a kid stood watching me for like, 15 minutes or some shit. IT WAS COOL. I didn't really think it was creepy _{maybe because I'm used to having kids watch me draw and paint and stuff as entertainment...} and was rather flattering, as his parents came to collect him later and were all, "We let you go off on your own and you only got this far?" so clearly this kid used his oft-restricted free time to stare at my pencil and paper. ANYHOO. Another thing is that at the end it all, a guy I know by sight from my high school asked for my autograph.

SSSSSATRVJHAESGRBEA
AUTOGRAPH WAT
On a king from a deck of cards too, ohohohoho~


IT WAS PRETTY SICK AND FLATTERING THAT'S ALL

So in order to counteract my slight spike in self-esteem I acquired over the weekend, I'm now freaking myself out looking at amazing galleries. _{WHY ARE YOU GUYS ALL SO TALENTED AND LIKE 19 AND I'M ONLY A YEAR YOUNGER AND FFFFFF I CAN'T GET THAT GOOD IN A YEAR I'M SUCH A LAZY SHIT SELF-DESTRUCTIVE MINDSET GOTTA POUR ON THE GAS UHUHUHUUHHHHH ;A;}

Another one! How exciting.

Clearly a week is too long to go by without something happening to me.
Friday I got my G2, which is the license level in Canada that allows you to drive on your own. So driving back, my mom starts freaking and yelling for me to stop. Obviously bewildered (as I couldn't see anything on the road), she then shouts, "LOOK OUT FOR THE PEACOCK!"

Yes.
A peacock.

It was sitting in the gravel by the side of the road, facing away from me, and its fan was folded so I really couldn't see it at all (stupid nature survival skills). Of course, then I start asking why a peacock is there to begin with - I believe my exact words were, "WHY IS THERE A MOTHERFUCKING PEACOCK ON THE ROAD?!" but I digress. I guess it's the pet of some people who live near there and got out.
This is also apparently common knowledge where I live. I suppose I'm out of the loop when it comes to local exotic pets. _{It was a beast too. Gigantic bird.}

Then Saturday night after work I went for a walk and felt something on my heel pop. I figured it was my Achilles' tendon since I couldn't bend my foot anymore, but on my way back I felt my left tendon strain/pop too. So next day we hop the river to go shopping in America-land and pick up some running shoes for me (which I've been needing for a while as I didn't have any and which were doubly required after this heel-popping incident). They helped my later six-hour shift (full serve gas station) as well as wrapped my ankle, where only my left foot hurt more from putting my weight on it.
Fast forward another day of hobbling, I go to teach martial arts and my Sensei (who tore 3/4 of his Achilles' tendon a few years ago) informed me I should go to the hospital. I was still teaching though, so it was 2 hours of getting kids to fetch me random items as I barely moved (and when I did, it was backwards. It made me look like not such a gimp). That night we went to the ER in the nearest city (dinky rural ER wouldn't cut it), and after waiting about 1.5 hours, a quick examination later, I was told I would have an ultrasound in the next 2 days and if that didn't show anything I would need an MRI.
SO TODAY, I had the ultrasound and was informed the results would be in at my doctor's in a week. :I

well.
Sorry to give you such a cliffhanger, haha.
Anyway, my left tendon hurts much more than my right one now, because I've been supporting most of my weight on it for the past 4 or so days. Oh, and I've been put off work and teaching for the next week because I'm not supposed to walk (a rule broken with the consistency of a juvenile delinquent).

BUT.
ARTWALK THIS WEEKEND
_{and no I do not have anything kthxbye}

I wanna draw
but my cat
who has separation anxiety
is sleeping on my lap
and that's where my tablet goes
so i can't do that
and my internet is slow as fuck
so i'm watching pages load

every 5 minutes


yey