I think I originally left because I had no power at home. That lasted four months. That was also last summer. When I got it back, my tablet pen was nowhere to be found. Apparently it ceased to exist. Since then I haven't done much. I really have no excuse for inactivity(well I have no pen to draw with, but I mean besides that) other than lack of interest. Well that's how I roll. I go through periods where all I want to do is read, periods where all I want to do is draw(if I took every day I've done some drawing on and put them next to each other, I'd be surprised if it was 8 months), periods where I just want to be a piece of shit all day and play all these games. Well I'm sick of video games. DeviantART is calling me back. My tablet is packed up nicely in it's fancy box(for an $800 tablet the box better be frigging fancy) on my bed, but I still have no pen. Luckily I also have a job so I'm just going to buy a new one when I get paid on Thursday. Until I get it I suppose I'll do a first look of the 4,545 deviations, make some comments, etc.

I think I'm probably just talking to myself at this point but I'll go ahead and talk aboot what I've done these last 12 or so months besides work and sleep and pet my kitty who is now two years old. Actually, I remember when I got her and put her picture on here. Thinking aboot how that was two years ago now seems to be creating some sort of time distortion in my brain so I'm going to stop that now.

Anyway. I was without electricity in my home for four months, which has been said before. We got it back, I got a job(before we got it back I think actually), Christmas came around but we didn't celebrate because we're poor. I was in a car accident in January, no one was hurt except the car and the ditch. I was homeless for two months which unfortunately was not much of a learning experience because apparently shitty experiences don't phase me unless love is involved... what else... oh I got hit by a car, tore up both my legs. That was fun...

For the first time ever I got so sick that I passed out into a plate of food. Finished my shift at work and walked the hour and a half home first though of course. Bitches don't know aboot my dedication to my job(it's a shitty job but I like money). At work I destroyed my back picking up something that weighed probably like fifteen pounds. It was some milk. A milk crate that had some cartons of milk in it. The pain was so intense I almost suffocated to death from not being able to breathe. Another fun experience. FUCKING MILK. That was a few months ago... May or something. I couldn't move for awhile. My back still hurts. I'll probably never win any getting kicked in the back competitions now, if those exist. Not that I would want to enter if they did since it sounds stupid.

All in all I'd say this last year wasn't bad. I'm still a deadbeat sitting on the internet not doing much with my life. I figure I'm so deep in the hole now it'll take a female's love to get me out. The catch 22 of that is that all the females are outside. I'm kidding though it's not really that bad. My priorities are just a little messed up right now. I'm focusing on saving up to make sure my sister can have a Christmas this year even if I have to buy her everything myself, since she's gone two years in a row now without it. She'll be 12 by Christmas so I've got her birthday to worry aboot too. That's number one. Next I'll be going back to school, getting me some educations. I'll probably have a few months rent saved up by then so I'll be able to take a bit of a cut to my hours at work. If I can afford it and have the time I'll work on getting my driver's license also which is expensive as hell and takes FOREVER where I live.

And none of that is what I even really want to be doing. I just want to write. Splat's not going to write her own story... and I've made so many changes to it that the few of you who knew anything aboot it probably wouldn't recognize it anymore. Especially the titles. Ohhh, I love the titles now. For some reason though... Writing is the one thing I'm least motivated to do in the world. I think it might be lack of confidence and lack of interest. The only times I was ever able to actually write was when someone was eager to read it. Oh well.

In the title and first paragraph of this entry are three references. They are a video game, a comic, and a Youtuber. If you can correctly identify them all I will give you a sub next week when I have some dollar signs(first person only, since anyone else could just read that person's answer. If you send it to me in a note though, then everyone can win! More likely though, no one will win). If you didn't read the first paragraph because my bullshit doesn't interest you but for some reason you're reading this and go back to read the first paragraph hoping to get the three references so you can get a free sub, then I apologize for making you read my bullshit.

Anyway it's like 8AM so I'm going to bed. I work over night(10PM to 6AM usually) so I'm pretty much always up all night.

*Flareblade2000 if you for some reason read this journal, know that I still intend to draw your thing. I left your two comments aboot it in my inbox all this time on purpose to make sure I would never forget ever.