Erg, I'm kinda frustrated today. I should go run around the block or something, in between rain storms. >__<;;
It's one of those "what's thepoint in everything?!" days. I've got tons of stuff I would like to finish up, but really the question is, "why do I want to? They aren't getting me anything but happiness, and when it's a chore, there's no inherent value in them."
I also have tidying, dishes, cleaning, and logistics about moving to figure out. And how I want to get to DSM, if at all, to see relatives visiting. Theproblem is that they're visiting just far apart enough in time that I can't see them in one go, and it's a huge issue around work AND trying to figure outwhen to make two trips home to move out. And also...how to do that without a vehicle.
Er...um. Yeah....
And find job in among all that? Grr. I'd like to finish cheza before AI, too. (Since I would imagine I'm going, now. xD)
9.9
Am I failing at life? Am I? Should i give up an djust try to be a lawyer? It feels a bit like selling my soul, but many of the parameters fit. I just...don't know. I need something concrete to understand, but I have no signs or revelations appearing. T__T
I also REALLY, REALLY need a computer with graphic capability that WORKS, kthx. Mots of this issue today started off with [creative impotency last night], stupid goddamned heat/humidy in my apt, and my poor, broken-down Compupu that can't evne get through scanning everything without crashing and dying and hocking out a lung. Guh.
And, well...the new dirty secret, too: I wrote a Kuroshitsuji shortfic that bunnied me a couple nights ago to help get off stress that watching the show left me with. -__-; all in all that's pretty pathetic anyway, but the fic is...yeah. So Hard not to make rampant shota shota shota. Desu. X__X And apparently I feel guilty about this lack of horrible shota. It's pretty bad in that area, anyway, but ... well, it's a demon. That's what demons do. O_o. Especially when they author's trying to write an expose of characters and situations being creepy in and out of plugging up plotholes with concrete.
I like it, I just don't think it should be shared xDD;*hides* And that makes me sad.
So, I posted what WIPS I COULD get scanned (so far) on Deviant. Feel free to check them out. :) Some fanart, and some original work, too. (Oooooooh.)
Also, sent Lisa and Junko pictures.
Oh...this just in: several sets of screeching tires outside my window. o.o;; There have been two accidents and a third set of squealing tires in the previous three days, outside my apt. Wtf, people. One accident involved a baby, poor thing. And a lot of lolligaggers. xD;
The baby was probably fine, far as I could tell.
Op...and now someone's pealing out. O_o;;
Well, I'm off then, to try more scanning. Wish me luck on not Ending something's pitiful existence. = __=....
It's one of those "what's thepoint in everything?!" days. I've got tons of stuff I would like to finish up, but really the question is, "why do I want to? They aren't getting me anything but happiness, and when it's a chore, there's no inherent value in them."
I also have tidying, dishes, cleaning, and logistics about moving to figure out. And how I want to get to DSM, if at all, to see relatives visiting. Theproblem is that they're visiting just far apart enough in time that I can't see them in one go, and it's a huge issue around work AND trying to figure outwhen to make two trips home to move out. And also...how to do that without a vehicle.
Er...um. Yeah....
And find job in among all that? Grr. I'd like to finish cheza before AI, too. (Since I would imagine I'm going, now. xD)
9.9
Am I failing at life? Am I? Should i give up an djust try to be a lawyer? It feels a bit like selling my soul, but many of the parameters fit. I just...don't know. I need something concrete to understand, but I have no signs or revelations appearing. T__T
I also REALLY, REALLY need a computer with graphic capability that WORKS, kthx. Mots of this issue today started off with [creative impotency last night], stupid goddamned heat/humidy in my apt, and my poor, broken-down Compupu that can't evne get through scanning everything without crashing and dying and hocking out a lung. Guh.
And, well...the new dirty secret, too: I wrote a Kuroshitsuji shortfic that bunnied me a couple nights ago to help get off stress that watching the show left me with. -__-; all in all that's pretty pathetic anyway, but the fic is...yeah. So Hard not to make rampant shota shota shota. Desu. X__X And apparently I feel guilty about this lack of horrible shota. It's pretty bad in that area, anyway, but ... well, it's a demon. That's what demons do. O_o. Especially when they author's trying to write an expose of characters and situations being creepy in and out of plugging up plotholes with concrete.
I like it, I just don't think it should be shared xDD;
So, I posted what WIPS I COULD get scanned (so far) on Deviant. Feel free to check them out. :) Some fanart, and some original work, too. (Oooooooh.)
Also, sent Lisa and Junko pictures.
Oh...this just in: several sets of screeching tires outside my window. o.o;; There have been two accidents and a third set of squealing tires in the previous three days, outside my apt. Wtf, people. One accident involved a baby, poor thing. And a lot of lolligaggers. xD;
The baby was probably fine, far as I could tell.
Op...and now someone's pealing out. O_o;;
Well, I'm off then, to try more scanning. Wish me luck on not Ending something's pitiful existence. = __=....