So yeah. I'm not really using this journal anymore and I have a new one.

I haven't talked with a bunch of you on my flist in ages and I think a couple of you have new journals? I dunno. (I also don't know who is and isn't using LJ anymore. D:) I'm friending a few people, anyway, and if you want the name of the new journal, lemme know.

lol art

Ahaha, I meant to go to bed hours ago and I don't have work again until Thursday and I AM SO TIRED HEY.

We decided we would get the movie Deep Impact but we, uh, got the wrong movie. As in, porn. We got porn. On accident. FOR ONCE IT WASN'T MY FAULT. Thanks, Ange. <3

Haven't started work yet. I was supposed to go in for orientation today, but there was a screw-up with my training manager's schedule and he had to come in early and couldn't do it which means it's been rescheduled to Tuesday. Bright side: more time to finish the art I owe for people on Gaia. (Yeah, I started playing there again. Shut up.) Down side: I might not be able to make my DBSA group.

Aaaand on that... I started going to a weekly Depression Bipolar Schizoaffective (at least I think that's what the 'S' stands for?) Alliance group. Basically, meet once a week so we have a place to talk about the crazy things that are going on within our coconuts. I actually got some good information and since one place I checked out ended up being full of suck, they have resources for free psychiatrists around Portland. Which means I can still get my meds. Hurrah. :D

I may be switching LJ accounts. Again. I'm tired of the name I have now, so I might start posting stuff over at drownedcities. I was going to use it as an art journal (again. I know right?), but I'm all 'fuck that noise.' If I do switch over, though, I'll probably just stick to posting art and writing there since I use Facebook now more than LJ.

I also drew a crab as a stripper and some Twilight fanart. It is the best fanart ever.

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IT'S WORKING AT A CRAPPY FASTFOOD PLACE BUT WTFEVER I HAVE A JOB

Oh, Portland. I love the weather here; it can be so super hot and then the next day it's dark and cloudy again. Why do you do this, you fantastic city, you?

The rose garden is also really pretty right now. Ange and I went the other day and I want to roll through the grass and roses. Yes. Through the roses.

( I promised I would post stuff of what I've been doing. )

The cat tried to eat my leg earlier.

There have been SO MANY spiders lately. At least four the past couple of days not counting today and three today. I go into the kitchen and surprise! Tiny spider. I take care of the little bastard and turn around AND THERE'S AN EVEN BIGGER SPIDER ON THE FLOOR JUST MOSEYING ACROSS LIKE IT OWNS THE PLACE. Got rid of that one.

I am sitting at the computer right now and look up and THERE IS A SPIDER DISAPPEARING INTO THE WINDOW. Oh god whyyyyyy.

I usually don't have that big of a problem with spiders but this is ridiculous and I am about ready to put the mosquito net up around the bed and be even more paranoid than my girlfriend about them.

FFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF.

I have also been having dreams that have been so real, I am waking up completely and utterly confused as to where I am and sitting for a few minutes afterwards thinking that what happened was real. It's kind of insane. Only one of the three (that's how many it's been so far) has been a nightmare (which is not fun when it's that ultra real and I don't think a bear has ever scared me so much) and the rest have just been downright bizarre.

I need to post all of the sketches I've done the last few days, too. That's all I've been doing, drawing. I haven't heard back from any of the places I've applied (GUYS FUCKING SUBWAY HASN'T EVEN CALLED ME BACK YET, WTF) and I am about ready to go beat some bitches down. I've opened commissions, anyway, if anyone is interested and wants to pass that information along to their friends or the internet in general. I even opened an account on RedBubble to hopefully make some t-shirt designs, somehow become famous overnight, ???, and profit. You never know.

The cat is on the back of my chair like a furry, demented parrot.

What I'm thinking I may do, if it comes down to it, is become a hobo is move to San Francisco and say fuck it and go to the art school there rather than PNCA. They're less picky about who they let enroll and I can enroll at pretty much any semester right now because they're total gaybos. I still really want to go to PNCA, but I am tired of living off of Daria and Angela and all the rest of my friends. I am so sick of it, I cannot even begin to describe.

Old Gregg has another follower on Twitter.

And that is my stream of consciousness stuff for the night. I HAVE NOT WRITTEN IN THIS THING FOR AGES. Like, for real writing in it. Crazy.

Metric's new album is FUCKING AWESOME.

I am RPing on LJ again why do I do this to myself?

Mostly doing it to flesh out a couple of characters and their world, since I've been hit by the writing bug again.