GeneralMishap

I think I have to get off the internet. Like, for a while. Recently I've been feeling completely artistically depleted. I'm sure this has to do with many things--school, work, tiredness, overall lack of enthusiasm for activities requiring effort--but I'm feeling the need to disconnect from the artificial and to reconnect with the things and people who actually matter in my life. I'm a little freaked, because I haven't really drawn anything over the past year. Which means I haven't improved (if anything, gotten worse). Which is not okay. I'm not blaming this all on the internet, of course, and it won't be the only change I'm making. So the

Ohohohohohoooo. So I have been having dreams about the underworld and what happens to you after you die. AND GUESS WHAT. Like, 25% of the dead world is strip clubs. Full of decaying strippers. Like, AT LEAST 25%. @_@ Also, I am not dead. I just haven't been drawing. Which is bad. I'm pretty sure that if I picked up a pencil right now I would find that my CRAZY SKILLSSSS 8D have devolved to a fourth-grade level, in both ability and content. VAMPIRE-HUNTING VAMPIRES AND CAT-EARED PEOPLE ENSUUUUUUUEEEE haha, no. I wouldn't do that to you. I love you too much. ... Patty, you throw nice parties. But I'm pretty sure my legs don't work anym

So. Yesterday, I woke up. Went to work. Came home. Took a nap. Woke up and went back to work at 5:15 pm. Stayed at work until 10:40 a.m. the following morning. This, my friends, is the madness that is Library Youth Volunteer Overnighter. @.@ Apparently, the hours a minor can work in the summer are entirely more flexible than I'd imagined! And I have honestly never stayed up an entire night without sleeping before, but this time it was easy. Weirdly easy. And FUN. Throughout the course of the night we watched four movies, and I was scheduled to oversee  the viewing of "Twilight." A coworker of mine made a running commentary on the movie