And so, we have passed through autumn's esophagus and slid straight into the icy bowels of winter. Outside, dry snow powders continuously into the night, and inside, my heart is dark and full of terrors. Also, holy shit when is the next season of Game of Thrones due, omg.
My design mojo is still in the trash right now. I have no idea what happened to it; it just stopped working and that was it. It's like something in my head just turned it right the hell off, and now I can't design worth a shit. XD It's super-frustrating, but I'm working on it. I might just give up on it, I'm way too behind on shit.
Uhh what else... Right, so, I haven't been able to work on the comic yet because of commissions and stuff, plus I just quit my job (again), aaand bla bla bla health and shit etc. So. Depressing. Sometimes I just wanna ball it up and throw it at a wall and scream at it until it sprouts a pod or something. And some days, I just want to be a lazy shit.
I want so bad to draw my own shiiiit~!!! But at least I've been getting lots of sleep, aaaaah.
Time to swap that around. Again.