I fell of the face of the earth for a while. I guess I was just really busy with swim season, and then, somewhere between stopping that and starting lifeguard training, I lost my inspiration to do any sort of art at all.

On my tablet. I mean, I've been drawing, but none of it makes any sense, and half of it is forced art for classes.

It's not a good place to be. I don't even know; writing doesn't seem to bring me any sort of joy, and I have no new ideas. I'm in a bit of a slump. A very self-centered slump.

But I peered at your art...and everyone else is doing lovely...especially Moosekleenex...

-does not tag-

I'm too lazy. Anyways. I like her art. It makes me happy to look at it. Even if I don't fully understand it. People should recognize it as something worth paying attention to.

I'm having relationship issues in all aspects of the word. People don't seem to value my friendship enough to be totally honest with me, which is mostly what I ask for. It's probably just human nature, but, other than hurting my other friends, lying is the worst thing you could ever do to me.

I don't have a ton of rabid watchers, so I'm not too worried about putting stuff up, but I'm going to attempt to get a scanner or use my [terrible, awful, evil] tablet more.